We love our pies
Fried with butter
Hear their cries
Our hearts aflutter
Make them, sell them
Give ‘em to your mutter
Not a one, can we condemn
Better than bread and butter
Dutch apple, cherry
Raspberry, coconut cream
Take a bite, please don’t tarry
See your smile, face all abeam
Each a favorite, to someone
Pick a pie that speaks to you
Buy that apple for your son
Send that blueberry to Katmandu
Eastern Star, since 1958
Those pies they bake
We can appreciate
Buy one now, for our sake
Written for Della Murphy and her
Eastern Star chapter, Lexington, OK.
Poetic Alchemist 