learning how to cut a pie
Piece of pie please said Mrs. Head.
We grabbed off a gigantic hunk.
I like it tidy and neat she said.
We threw her an enormous chunk.
I like a neat portion, she said, I prefer a slice.
We did not understand her, though she said it twice.
She showed us how to cut a pie into eight equal pieces.
This is how you do it! I told my nephew and my nieces.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2024
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