On Love Sweet pie there you are under your glass lid It brings back memories from when I was a kid Of sitting beneath window sills and waiting until unsuspecting housewives set out that most delicious of treats And then stealing them and running away from the shotgun pellets that flew through my legs,crippling me My mangled legs fell from beneath me Plunging my face in the scolding hot pie and burning my eyelids off of my face In the hospital ,critical condition I hate pie It screwed me over I'll have my revenge Oh dark cruel joke of #life the pie that I love did ruin my #life
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