Line Gauthier Poet Monorhyme

Gone With the Pie

I caught a glimpse of him by moonlight
Gone with the pie the thief in the night
Called up a private eye who’s bright

To have before the clock strikes midnight
My pie returned without a bite
Otherwise beware to each and every parasite

My next pie will hide a stick of dynamite



AP:  Honorable Mention 2023, Honorable Mention 2020

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Caren Krutsinger November 20, 2018 at 4:57 AM "the pie returned without a bite" - made me wonder, would we still want to eat it? This was great! Line Gauthier November 20, 2018 at 6:43 AM LOL. It's the principle of the thing!

Mahtab Bangalee November 20, 2018 at 4:21 AM My pie returned without a bite/ Otherwise beware to each and every parasite //// nice monorhyming Line Gauthier November 20, 2018 at 6:40 AM Thanks, Mahtab. Much appreciated.