As the ants carried away, my cherry pie
on a plate.. Bring it back, I did say! One
turned around to state. Sorry, to late! So
hungry for pie, that day! I did have to stay.
As I watched, and sadly waved goodbye. To my
cherry pie.: ( As it rode right on by.. Under
my nose and out of sight! No cherry pie, for me
that night! ! ! !
Pie
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