Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Pie, again


Once I ate a pie
filled with blackberries and why,
why was it filled with berries
of that blue-black kind,
is what i wondered; 
Most likely beacuse, Edgar
the cook made it that way,
that way with berries and sugar,
that fine day in mid-December.

-Wrote this Monday with the other. Again, don't ask. I just felt the need for posting. I feel a little crazy right now.

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