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Simple Simon was a Pi, man. You didn’t know this about him? He’s a round little guy, Who loves his Pie and Sum is often on his chin. Then one day to simplify, Simple Simon changed his lye! He thought while needing his doe, "I'll fold it over, then roll it over, That’s how I’ll make this gold." Simple Simon worked his dough, He worked it with his pin, He rolled it over, folded it over, Then he placed it into his tin. Taking care to trim the ends, He pinched the edges and He scalloped the bends. “It’s ready” he said… Four, your human consumption.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 5/14/2009 6:57:00 AM
very imaginative, well done Abe
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Date: 2/12/2009 7:23:00 AM
Izzy this poem seems to be a poem very well hidden with-in a poem - Two for the price of one i reckon - great job - God Bless, MJ
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