Lemon Lime Pie Poem by James McLain

Whether you boil or bake it,
broil or fry it.
I defy you to surpass this,
your lemon lime pie.

The crust is so light that it crumbles
and flakes,
I prefefer lemon pie to a bloody
quite rare, porterhouse steak.

The filling so tart so remarkably
creamy.
Is superbly, positively and ecstatically
dreamy.

It must would you, I trust try too know.

Why it tastes more and more better
than pink pepperment candy.

I hope and I pray that before you die,
I can have a piece of your
green lemon lime pie.