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Bites of Apple Pies
A pple pies, that's what I want to bite. B egging my mom: "Mommy please, please..", as I C ome closer to her.. D ancing a little to the left and right; E very move a way to tempt my mom F or that sweet delicious pie.. G iving her a kiss to her lips. And H ugs so tight.. Finally, I ris, my mom, said yes, yes we go and buy J umping thrice for I am happy and thrilled, I K not my arm to my mom's. L ovingly, not wanting any other mom. M oving fast as we could to buy not one or two but a plentitude of pies. N oting, how generous is my mom for I was just asking for one. O ven-fresh, my mouth waters as I smell the apple pies. P icking one piece, Q uickly, I took a luscious large bite. R ich rumble rush of savory pie S ated my appetite. T aunting me to take more! more! U nder my mom's gaze, Again I eat and eat. V ery delicious, I said to my mom W idening my grin and giving thumbs up. X eric is my throat, I drink and drink. Y ummy! So yummy, that I eat four pies in a row. Z ipper of my pants, my oh my, I hardly can close! *** Xeric means dry. _______________________________________________________ Sponsor Carol Eastman ' Contest Name Your favorite Poem Contest © O. E. Guillermo 9:36PM October 10, 2014
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