What's That In The Sky
You know what's good?
Pie.
The other night I had the most tastey slice of peach pie with a perfectly spherical scoop of vanilla ice cream on top. Well, it wasn't served on top. It was served in a bowl. But I just dumped it right on top and watches it melt oh so subtly over the pie.
Then I ate it.
Yum.
It was so good that I began to think if I were to send some of that pie over to the middle east, that all of those angry men might just calm down, stop fighting and see that the world is a pretty darn good place because there is pie in it.
Oh, if it were only that easy.
Pie.
The other night I had the most tastey slice of peach pie with a perfectly spherical scoop of vanilla ice cream on top. Well, it wasn't served on top. It was served in a bowl. But I just dumped it right on top and watches it melt oh so subtly over the pie.
Then I ate it.
Yum.
It was so good that I began to think if I were to send some of that pie over to the middle east, that all of those angry men might just calm down, stop fighting and see that the world is a pretty darn good place because there is pie in it.
Oh, if it were only that easy.
1 Comments:
I do love pie. But, I'd have to go with cake.
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