I really do like Pie
its a natuaral empathy
that when I do not have some
my tummy is empty.

Of all the Pie's I had
So many of which to choose
I really do love the Pie
Cooked from you and you.

The smell of Pie does linger
over valley and river top
I would travel for days and miles
just to eat Pie non-stop.

But one thing does disturb me
like a drip from a staggant sky
that thought of all the pies to have
would be a Maggot Pie.
So as the end arrives here
in this little melody
I will allways share my pie with you,
and you'll share yours with me.

Penned by my hand on the 15th of Haernos, in the year 115 MA.