Baby Got Grahams

A small, humorous, and slightly poetic ode to the apple pie I made about thirty minutes ago, a la Sir Mixalot


I like thick crusts and I cannot lie

You other bakers can’t deny

When a pie filled in with fruit and cinnamon

Gets baked up in a tin

You get sprung.


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