Pie. Poem by Chantephanie Lundson

Pie.

Rating: 5.0


I like pie.
I'll eat it till I die.
I like pie.
Until it goes to my thighs.
I like pie.
It is the only thing I want to buy.
I like pie,
it decreases the internal rumbling within my stomach that begs to be satisfied whilst providing a lingering scrumptious flavour that causes me to feel both delighful and light.
I like pie.

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