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Created on: September 02, 2009
Looking back at that wide expansive table of delights
marveling at the sights and textures
oohy googy goodness oh my
take a look at that pumpkin pie
Flaky crust so tender so brown
already tasting that buttery
crust going down
Knowing that the filling is pure delight
I open up and take a big bite
Pure joy lights my face and I sigh
Oh here oh here is my
Pumpkin pie!
Mom made it again so
perfect, so right...just a
touch of cinnamon,nutmeg and spice
an added flavor-a secret held tight
Only mom can know the way
to making my pumpkin pie
my way.
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