Date registered: Nov 2005
Location: 1313 Mockingbird lane
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My, my, my... where is my pie.
When I look at you straight in the eyes,
I only seem to think of my pie.
For the pie lovers they set up square pie.
With love they hand make their pies.
They chop, mix and bake with a smile day after day.
They cook the pastry perfectly without boiling inside.
A perfect pie is nice and crispy but not too dry,
And if I don't have one every day I just want to cry,
With a bit of gravy, oh pie you drive me crazy.