A trusty old poet in case he
Ran short of literary gravy
Baked poetry rimmed with pastry
Into pies that were rhymed and tasty
But conversed with recipes vaguely.
Said a prodigious old poet of note,
Wrapping pies in the limericks he wrote:
‘Rimmed or rhymed - so long as they are tasty -
Oblivious of poetry or pastry -
There'll be crusty and juicy - whatever you quote'.
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I would like to translate this poem
Clever use of words tasty pie of a poem