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Show In Praise of Pie Why Is It no ono ever tries To learn who 'twas invented pics? What woman, beautiful and just. First relied, and pinched, and nut thr crUHt, And, to alleviate dlttrcss, Killed It with punscnt happiness? I'lrst. there Is Juicy apple plo Poi this Old Father Adum sIrIi, It was no apples, ml ami sweet. That led astray Ills halting feet-It feet-It must h:( been an apple plo That oonud beforo hh longing eye, Hui-h jilt--men apple p!o, forsooth, Ab folks remember Irom their youth nli with prinked nnd rrumplrt erts Kach ellco of will wtt'i' 1 mnke a wedge T fetch otto's gooc' Intent np-irt Vrom nny clutch rn mind or heart; It Is no wonder, after ill. That Adam was inolnd to fall Then, thero nrn chicken plo, alul lamb, And oyster, mutton, c il- -nd-ham, And currant nnd gootebcrry pie, Hlackbcrry, prune and cherry pic, 1'iach. plum and sweot potato plo Buy, over oat tornnto pie? Tomato plot Almost unknown, Yet It dwarves a pnstry throno, For when It glows arlslit wo boo The purple robo of loyalty; And, oh, the tasto nnd tnnc of It Whon by a hungry human bit! Huoh stuff ns dreams, aye, dreams llkt tliwo: tin. ionieta nre tho bits of chceso Ami "II tho .planets In tho sky, And llttlo stniB me luscious pie; Our hearts In slailnom to Immerse Ily pii (i ns thimuh tho iiriWorsot Uli our sliould necr urlttclfo Tl-i- folier xjuIh who Pt.'ff nt pies, yihofi' vlewx of pie nro dark and grim, For they in ive si) ni li plo for him! fume, build a tablet, set It l.ltrb; l i Hun or JIr Mho Flrrt Made rio." O l'le, O my! Chlcaco Tribune. |