Sweet pie there you are under your glass lid
It brings back memories from when I was a kid
Of sitting beneath window sills
and waiting until unsuspecting housewives set out that most delicious of treats
And then stealing them and running away from the shotgun pellets that flew through my legs,crippling me
My mangled legs fell from beneath me
Plunging my face in the scolding hot pie and burning my eyelids off of my face
In the hospital ,critical condition
I hate pie
It screwed me over
I'll have my revenge
Oh dark cruel joke of life the pie that I love did ruin my life
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