Poor Fish and Raison Pie
Poor Fish and raison pie came my way one day.
Sometimes my poor fish don`t go away
so quickly as eye try to make them
slide into my belly to fill my hungry want.
I found an ice cream melted raison pie.
I could NOT eat it all.
Sometimes I have so many blessings,
I wonder iff there is any left in Heaven.
Poor Shrim:Pe and fish and old potatoes.
Some Jalepnoes and then some more peppers.
Popcorn for later, to make me feel much better.
There is always room for more.
I could NOT eat it all.
I left some raison pie unfinished.
There will always be some more poor fish
and raison pie.
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