Give Me a Pie
Oh give me a pie
Just before I die
And yes of course
I’ll have some sauce.
It must have large chunks of meat
Anything else I refuse to eat
None of that pissy gravy and mince
That kind of stuff just makes me wince.
Make it as hot as volcanic lava
Hot enough to hurt a cadaver
Flavour it with some Guinness stout
Otherwise you’ll hear me shout.
Don’t give me some noodles
Or crisp apple strudels
Just give me a nice pie
Before I die.
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