The once was a group on Fourth of July
Who partied with all that money could buy
Games and food suited their mood
A flaming dessert seemed good
Until a roman candle torched their pie
¦¦¦¦ a song ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ full of rye;
¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
Baked in a pie!
¦¦¦¦ the pie ¦¦¦ opened
¦¦¦ birds began to sing;
Was not ¦¦¦¦ a dainty dish
¦¦¦ set before the king?
The king ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
Counting out his money;
The queen was ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
Eating bread and honey.
The maid ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
Hanging out the clothes;
¦¦¦¦ down came a blackbird
¦¦¦ snapped off her nose.
(Blackout of Sing A Song Of Sixpence by Mother Goose)
CHERRY PIE
I’m sitting here in my cool room
On a quiet rainy day
Spending my time reading
Thinking about Cherry pie
I’m feeling sleepy
Haven’t had much to eat
Cat is fast asleep in my recliner
I’m walking in my neighborhood
I’m letting my thoughts drift
I’m walking too far
I want to go back
I’m feeling lonely
Yesterday the sky was pale and grey
All I can see is a red cherry tree
I’m thinking about warm pie
Pie in the morning evening and night
But all I see a lonely pie tree
Cherry Pie so pretty the filling so hot and delicious
The fruit right off a tree
Cherry Pie fly here to me
And land in my kitchen
Be golden brown and hot
I could eat the whole thing
But the fruit of the filing
Is just so hard to find-I love Cherry Pie!
Sweet potato pie
I am married to the soul
I live in sweet sin
The words of destruction, comes from a heart full of anger, and pain,
and when we fight fire, with fire, then we are also to blame.
In a world of many negative thoughts, feelings and actions, you see,
the goodness of the Lord, should show through, you and me.
Forgiveness and understanding, goes a long way,
while patience, and kindness, saves the day.
It’s not always easy, on the receiving side,
to stand in goodness and there abide.
To speak back life, when you’ve been given death,
with words of encouragement in every breath.
What others think, feel, say and do,
should never bring the negative out of you.
Somethings doesn’t even deserve a reply,
unless you’re hungry for a piece, of their negative pie.
few laden winged flies
buzzing round the inside crest
sensilla smells muck
5/7/26
by James Edward Lee Sr. 2026©
Syllables Per Line: 5 7 5
Total # Syllables: 17
Total # Lines: 3 (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically: N/A
Total # Words: 12
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Sweetie pie, you are so cute, with all your loving moods.
Sweetie pie, you are one of a kind, you make love spread all around my mind.
Like petals in the wind, your love has blown petals all around, making me feel like a sweet dream in your arms.
Sweetie pie, you make me high, like a plane flying in the sky, you lift me to higher ground.
Sweetie pie, don’t ever change, your love is making me feel special every day.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
A taste of an alternative reality
Pieces melting into obscure oblivion
Please don’t let anyone steal my sugar prize
Let my core sing its ballads as I twirl my tongue
Eyes glow as pastry breaks beneath my sharp teeth
Praying this moment will last, begging lips to pause
It’s been ages since we felt your sauce in our throat
End of the day you're more faithful than past lovers.
Perfectly baked the golden crusts invite
Each warm slice is so tempting for the bite
Aroma drifts from sugary peach slow
Cinnamon powder makes the flavor grow
Honey tang adds to the taste of the treat
Piled on a dish with a crisp flair to greet
In summer ice cream on top makes it great
Eating it as dessert I’m never late
Peaches homegrown on grandparents farmland
Eaten with extra sugar from pie pan
Always on order in grandma's kitchen
Cherished family tradition each year
Hand over hand voted the best in town
Paired with ice cream and homemade with topping
Ideal for any carry in dinner
Enjoyed on a warm summer day with milk
Had my fill of Finnish fish pie food
it only put me in the mood
for a Swedish meatball
which really and truly
duly answered the call
followed by a Danish bacon pastry
all in all it was quite tasty
hoping I won't glow in the dark
in Iceland I had fermented shark
and creamy tangy skyr à la mode
it's yoghurt with ice cream in Norse code
but of Greenland's daily delicacy
homemade soup I must reveal
a staple of Inuit cuisine
the main ingredient is seal
and for a Norway repast
(as that bird has flown)
I'll leave it 'til the very last
but for cellulose as grub goes
what good
is Norwegian wood?
Perfectly browned crust crumbles,
Each nut swimming in golden bubbles.
Crunch of roasted nuts delights,
A southern grace, a special treat whose
Nutty shards cling to my teeth.
Pie that's topped with whipped cream.
I'll dream of it tomorrow while
Echoes of molasses linger.
Brown crust shimmering in golden light.
Aromas swirling, warm and inviting.
Kissed with cinnamon, sweet delight.
Each slice a comfort, joy igniting.
Delicate apples nestled inside.
Alluring flavors, tempting my taste.
Perfectly baked, dreams cannot hide.
Pastry and fruit—nothing goes to waste.
Layers of sweetness, crisp and divine.
Each bite a memory, pure and true.
Piping hot, served with ice cream, shine.
Indulge in tradition, share anew.
Each slice, mine to forever pursue.
Good morning, pumpkin pie, as sweet as a pie, you make life like a slice of pie.
As lovely as a flower blooming in the garden, you make life bloom with love and imagination.
You bring joy with love, caring, and all of your many ways, love you as we grow together each day.
Thinking of you as the sun and rain are breaking through my morning.
Wonderfully infamous Maine sweet treat, sometimes called whoopsie.
Happiness from your first bite of chocolate cream filled cakes.
Only to disappear soon after you make them.
Optional flavors of chocolate, maple, raspberry, and peanut butter too.
Pumpkin ones in the fall are all the rage!
Icing can be in many flavors; cream cheese, vanilla, or something new.
Every bite is decadent, fattening and satisfying.
People even attend a whoopie pie festival every year.
I found that my grandmother hid a stash in her freezer, no one knew.
Easy to make and enjoy; Marjorie Standish has the best recipe too!
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