Pies Up Front

This restaurant keeps her pies up front.
In a lit case with shiny glass they polish every two minutes.
It would be impossible to miss them.
The customer gets to see these pies three times.
When you arrive, when you leave, and when you pay.
Many people are leaving with a whole pie.
At six dollars a slice, I shudder to think what this costs them.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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