It's a necessity
It's fuel for the body
Soothing for the brain
Feather tickles for the soul
In through the mouth
Warm in the belly
Fulfilling
In every way
3.14159265
Or
Spiced apples
In a flaky crust
Pie is to pi
Is too pleasing to my eye
Even just a slice
A mere one eighth
Of the whole
Is just as good
As 0.39269908
And just as necessary
Ask any aficionado
Of Pye
In through the in
Warmth in the body
Soul glowing hotly
Heart pounding softly
Fuzzy mittens of red
Holding one gently
Silky skin held close
The melding of two beings
The classic heart shape
Seen as she bends over
First thing thought of
When you wake up
Last thing on your mind
As you doze to sleep
It's necessary
All three
Take them in
Feed your soul
Eat - Pie - Love
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