pied pipered
everyone wants a sliceof the pie, every single one
and only a few do or can;
for most it's pie in the sky
a minority majority have
for centuries kept this so
now we're told that pie
is not quite good for us
our buckets are empty
'til the day that we die
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Poetry by arquious

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Written on 2017-02-10 at 08:21




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