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Fave Pies
Contributed by
texasw97
on
Monday, 19th May 2008 @ 06:42:40 AM in AEST
Topic:
secrets
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It’s not hard to tell that I’m a big man
But did you know I got this way on a special diet
I must admit I didn’t have this planned
But whenever I’m off of it I start a riot
It all began when I was a little kid
I saw my first cooking show on Showtime
Man what I saw blew my mind
I was writing down everything that they did
You would think once I lost cable I would be upset
But it got better once I saw my pies in a magazine
You could have seen me I was craving them like a dope fein
I couldn’t wait to get older so I could take a taste test
Finally I’m at an age where I can eat whatever I want to eat
And I’m not talking about no damn meat
My appetite can be cured my pies
I grew up around chocolate so that wasn’t my first
I decided to give Buttermilk a chance
Man just the look of it had me wet in my pants
Oh man it had me picking up my pen ready to write
Because I had to have it morning, noon, and night
With that being said I can’t leave out Ms Pecan
Chilling with it was so much fun
I pretty much ate all over the place
It was like a boomerang I never had to chase
For some strange reason it always follows me
Once digested I was always happy
At first I was afraid of a Sweet Potata pie
Because it was just the opposite of sweet
It was so bad it had me thinking about eating meat
It’s amazing what you will do while you are high
Now I don’t hesitate to give it a try
Only if it is not dry
Now I’m down to three of my favorites
These pies I will never forget
I will start off with Chocolate
It’s kind of weird how we met
Remember in the beginning I said that this was all I knew
What all it contains I’m still left without a clue
It had me doing things that I never knew I would do again
I was even showing it off to my family and friends
I was craving it so bad that I was home before midnight
So with my boys I continued too fight
Because it had me turning down trips to the club
Had me wondering could I be in love
Not me because I’m like Homer Simpson I love to eat
You know me I have to have more than one sweet
So now let me talk about this pie called Cherry
I must admit to some it may seem a little scary
But if you only knew how much time was put in it to make
Then you would be like Tim that’s the one
But right now I think I want to just shake and bake
Then again it has seen everything I’ve won
Speaking of that I save the best for last
I don’t mind eating this pie no matter place or time
I take my time with it always slow never fast
Because I try to satisfy my taste buds as well as my mind
As I close I have to say I have pies all across the states
I love eating what can walk off the plate
I never eat with a fork
Because that could be dangerous while eating in the dark
Whenever I see an oven I know I’m in the right place
Call me Bozo the clown because I love a pie in my face
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2008-05-19 06:42:40]
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