Today’s Words:
pugnacious
anthem
lullaby
oral cancer
olfactory
impetuous
spunky 

The anthem of Spunkytown was about cookies. Cookies, of course, were the national mascot, but Spunkytown, being eager to the point of pugnaciousness in their patriotism, had taken it one step further.

The anthem went thusly:

Cookies our our shepherds.

They still our hearts and fill our lonely bellies.

They restore our souls and lead us to righteousness.

Though we walk through the valley of the shadow of Low Fat, Wheat Free, and Vegan Cookies, we shall fear no evil; for righteous cookies are plentiful and they comfort us.

Our bellies runneth over, and yet we eat more, because cookies are holy.

Cookies shall see us through the darkest of our days.

We shall lay our arms down only to eat cookies.

Cookies we devote ourselves to you,

And thus we dwell in the house of COOKIES forever.

It was a bit hard to sing, but they just went slowly so everyone could keep up and it usually came out alright. Someone suggested this was more a psalm than an anthem and perhaps they could rewrite it and add some pentameter or rhymes, but he was forced to eat whole-wheat triscuits until he repented. To counteract his poisonous demagoguery, it was decreed that the citizens of Spunkytown use the anthem as a lullaby to sing their children to sleep.

Citizens also took up arms against any impetuous soul who might imply that the vast quantities of Oreos consumed within Oreo county might be responsible for the higher-than-normal levels of oral cancer in the region, or that the wafting smell of sugar and yeast was overwhelming the olfactory senses of the scientists of the nearby cookie factories, leading to an ever-increasing skew in the sugar-to-flour ratio which might destabilize the very foundations of cookiedom.