“I'm doomed,” he told his sweet girlfriend, Ginger.
Who'd have rolled her eyes if she were baked that way
She replied with a titter, "There's no need to be bitter.
This box won't be opened 'til Christmas Day."

“That's almost lifetime in cookie years
so why have an outlook so stale.
Don't be grim and grouchy
Embrace this vita so dolce
And if you can, scoot your square self on over here...."

AND THAT'S MY SEGMENT, GO AHEAD AND FINISH IT
hugs, Ronni

(and this is simply a suggestion, a good last line might be
"An indelible smile on his trapezoid...")