He gave me his
PIE to
LIE with, wrapped around his stripy
TIE. I
CRIED as I
TRIED to get comfy. He
SPIED my awkwardness and asked would I prefer it
FRIED? I
FRIED? I
REPLIED, that when the deep fat is
APPLIED, the pie would feel like a soft pillow and would no longer be
APPLIED, the pie would feel like a soft pillow and would no longer be
DENIED.
Pie Lie
The great grand
PIE
LIE competition was a
PIE
LIE competition was a
TIE. I
CRIED with joy and
SPIED the
FRIED pie lie I was tied with. My competitor
FRIED pie lie I was tied with. My competitor
REPLIED with his own crocodile tears he’d
APPLIED earlier. Man he was good!! He certainly couldn’t be
DENIED- the joint Pie Lie prize
(which may or may not have been a pie).
(which may or may not have been a pie).
saluted my daily magpie and continued with the daily wallow.
originally posted on 13th January 2012
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