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Apple of My Eye

You're the apple of my eye,
so, I'll bake you in a pie.
Oven fresh, I will greet you.
Then, happily I'll eat you.

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Gershon Wolf

August 23, 2025 at 9:19 PM

I like this new twist on the old standard, David. :) gw

David Crandall

August 25, 2025 at 9:06 PM

Thanks, Gershon!

Deb M

August 22, 2025 at 11:30 AM

Witty little poem David…..Enjoyed! Debx

David Crandall

August 22, 2025 at 4:01 PM

hi Deb - thanks!

Anne-Lise Andresen

August 22, 2025 at 2:06 AM

- Sweet poem, David :) - hugs

David Crandall

August 22, 2025 at 11:09 AM

Thanks Anne-Lise - sweet and tasty!

sara Etgen-Baker

August 21, 2025 at 4:29 PM

seems as if there's a hidden side to this poem which contradicts the wholesome of the applie pie image .....

David Crandall

August 22, 2025 at 11:08 AM

Haha, true Sara. Who would wanna be sliced up and put in a hot oven for forty minutes, and then devoured by a ravenous, crazy man - lol! BTW, I sent you an email - quick question for ya!