Pumpkin Pie
My delight,
Taste by taste, bite by bite,
The final course which for room you save…
So many people at the table please pass !
Nose tickles, my mouth waters, finally at last!
Now for the perfect touch of whip cream…
Generously sky high
Pumpkin pie.
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