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
Copyright © P L Ritz | Year Posted 2017
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