All In Good Taste
Let my remains be not mourned or wasted
Entombed, cremated, sautéed or basted
Enriching the soil below
Where lush apple trees grow
I'll be in the best Macintosh anyone's tasted!
If one were laid beneath an apple tree
Very nourishing that would surely be
Apple pie to die for
From an earthling's deep core
Whose epitaph could read “Bon Appetit."
Added Limerick by Belle Bellevue
10/21/22
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