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Pie Eyed

Just havin some fun here to the melody of a song written in 1945 called Frim Fram Sauce, made famous by Nat King Cole and many others. You gottcha Black Bottom Cheesecake, Meat pie that Mom makes and sure to satisfy - you gotcha freshed picked Apple and cinnamon spice with some icecream on the side. If Boysenberry don't getcha droolin' or a Shepard's pie steamin' hot, maybe Coconut Cream or Mississippi Mud or a crust topped Chicken Pot. Now, if Boston or Banana Cream don't do it, then Blueberry's gotta hit the spot and don't forget Key Lime or Lemon Meringue with a dab of whipped cream on top, or lip snakin' pies like Peach and Peacan or Pumpkin or Pizza - help me. I can't stop! I woke from my dream and did some braggin' as I looked my wife in the eye. Then the last dessert I ever ate was a large piece of Humble Pie!

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Date: 6/4/2018 12:00:00 PM
Now my salivary glands are working overtime. Thanks a lot! I prefer lemon ice box. Really a fun read, Craig. Everybody loves some kind of pie!
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