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Pumpkin Pie --- this is a poem for Amanda that i wrote :)
The eggs hit the bowl
and then all the other necessites combine
making a batter to fill the bottom of the pan
in smears the pumkin
the oven reached the tempature
the pan now placed in the heat
the crust crisp to a golden brown
the smell lingers to the tip of a nose
waiting patienatly for the timer to go
ding ding
"real" whip cream pours out of the nostrial
the plate of yummy pumpkin pie
sits infront of you
the fork pludgers through the freshly warm baked pie
as it hits your mouth
you feel shivers up your spine
as you know its the best freakin' pie!
* i wrote this for Amanda, while i was drunk, cuz she asked for me to write a poem about pie./...meh!
this is quite possibly the best pumpkin pie-related poem ever created.