I’ve been thinking a lot about pie,
what it is, and what it’s not.
Some rather flat, some piled high,
some served cold or piping hot.
Eskimo pie? It can’t be pie.
On a stick, drips, drips, drips.
Moon pie? I cannot lie,
moon pie won’t pass my lips.
Maybe pizza pie covered in cheese.
Shepherd’s pie? There’s no crust!
Chicken pot pie? Oh, yes please!
Boston cream pie is just a bust.
Crust, or no crust, fruit or meat,
hearty, savory or sugar and spice.
Most would agree it’s hard to beat.
Just have a slice and, don’t think twice.
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This is as much a delight to read as pie is to eat!! Love this wonderful ode to pie Vicki!!
ReplyDeleteThank you , Carrie.
DeleteMade me hungry, that's for sure!!
ReplyDeleteThank you for reading. 🥧😉
DeleteI don't know what's more delicious ... pie or your poem!💞
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sanaa. 🥧😃
DeleteI love pie in any form. This was a fun read.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Toni.
DeleteThis is just plain yummy, Vicki. You day "pie" and I scrounge up a fork. The only pie I don't like is mince meat. It was my grandmothers favorite. My favorite is rhubarb but I like them all, like you, the 'real' pies. My guess is that your favorite or near to it is coconut cream.
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Thank you, Jim. 🥧🙂
DeleteIt's hard to argue with the yumminess that is pie.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Rommy. 🙂
DeleteNow I am thinking about pie.
ReplyDeleteYummy with pie... though for me there has to be cheese.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much.
DeleteNow you've got me thinking about it!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Rosemary. 🙂
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