I like pie
for breakfast
and for lunch.
Pie makes me
happy, keeps
me sane, and
when this slice
is gone, I’ll
cut myself
another
slice, and have
some pie again.
Tag: pie
Thanksgiving eve
Tonight I made an apple pie for Thanksgiving. It smelled good when it came out of the oven. We went out for a walk, and when we came back it still smelled good, so we each had a slice, and then I had another slice. Why wait until Thanksgiving to eat pie? It is now three eighths gone.