Tonight's Poet Corner: Pie-rates
Pie-rates
by Belinda Roddie
Three pirates eat blackberry pie
on their half-capsized ship near
a furnished lanai. One sticks
a sticky thumb into the crust
and cries, "What a sweet little sight
for my remaining sore eye!"
by Belinda Roddie
Three pirates eat blackberry pie
on their half-capsized ship near
a furnished lanai. One sticks
a sticky thumb into the crust
and cries, "What a sweet little sight
for my remaining sore eye!"
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