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It's Pie Day

There's something I can't figure out. It's divisive, if I may. A never-ending question about Why today is called Pie day. I won't mince words, I cannot lie Crusty as I may feel I've always enjoyed a piece of pie A nice addition to a meal. But why celebrate in March today? Pie is eaten all year long A circular dish, a tart, flan, souffle. Or have I the answer wrong? Some other meaning must lie beneath Oh well. Happy March fourteenth. 3.14.2017

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