One Too Many
Let me tell you the story of the pie piper
Had a flute he played so said the flyer
The town we lived in was on fire
Our situation was grave and dire
That is why we needed to hire
This one and the only pie piper
With his flute through the mirk and mire
He conjured pies from the sky and higher
We needed them to sell enough to retire
In fact we were set we already had a buyer
What happened next was unforeseen John Dryer
Although he did show up it was in two nights not the prior
We agreed to his terms...he was preaching to the choir
Then the pies happened all kinds right out of the fryer
What I tell is true I am not a liar
Don't believe me just ask my sire
Fruit Pies of all kinds
Meat Pies great finds
Pizza Pies blew minds
Weird Pies with rinds
But then
Just then
The tide turned
We got burned
Trust unearned
Yuck he churned...
Quickly they began to really fall
Then all the children started to bawl
It was a disaster all in all
We tried to leave but moved at a crawl
Who would think of such a thing
We could hear the town bells ring
All others knew to stay in with this warning
This turned out to be a terrible morning
Actually changed into a kind of mourning
The sky was now brown in color
You could smell the wretched odor
We had not considered cow pies
Nor all the pests mostly black flies
Literally the **** had hit the fan
So much for our supposed brilliant plan
12~10~2014
Rhyme Scheme: aa aaaa aaaa aaaa aa
bbbb cc dddd eeeee ff gg hh.
Sponsor: Sheri Fresonke Harper
Contest Name: Plentitude of Pies
Copyright © Maurice Yvonne | Year Posted 2014
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