I was walking kind of lethality,
some might think spirituality,
as I looked up into the sky,
I saw for the first time birds flight backwards,
chasing lemon meringue pies,
the world seem to tumble,
almost to a stumble,
when I got hit by a piece of pie,
sweet and soar, still warm about an hour,
but what do you get from a bird in sky,
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I would like to translate this poem
Yummy.nice poem this