Pamela Shea

Pies, Glorious Pies

Oh, pies make me sigh

I’ve yet to meet a bad one

Except for rhubarb

Which was rather unnerving

Therefore no second serving

 

The ones I like best

Tend to startle teeth fillings

With their sugar surge

And I cannot fight the urge

For just a small sliver more

 

I really fancy

Lemon meringue, so dreamy

And oh, so fluffy

So add that one to my list

Of preferred pies with a twist

 

Pecan? – Oh, Mon Dieu!

My mother was a great cook

And this was present

At all of our Thanksgivings

Alongside pumpkin, of course

 

I could go on more

But I am getting hungry

I’m also drooling

And no, I am not fooling

So I’m now off to the store

 

Adieu, adieu, to yieu and yieu and yieu!