Sitting At a Bus Stop Wishing For a Hot Pie

There was i waiting at the bus stop, With thoughts of hot pies that I could not stop, When down sat a young lady at the bus stop, Eating a hot pie at the very bus stop, Where thoughts of hot hot pies I could not stop. Half way though her pie at the bus stop, Turning to the one thinking of hot pies at the bus stop, If you have not had time for a lunch stop, Thoughts of hot pies you can now stop, As an extra hot pie I have at this stop. That was when my thoughts of hot pies really did stop, And eating a hot pie I could not stop, The pie all finished before the next bus came to a stop. While the aging process I cannot stop, For this one day at a bus stop, I wish I could have entered a time warp at this stop.