There is nothing so demonic

as menacing pies.

Pies not wholly consumed

during the Thanksgiving feast.

Pies surviving unto Advent Eve

lying about with menacing grins.

Standing on cupboards and

counters bare while singing

seductively like Sirens

of Odysseys past.

Singing to passersby unawares of

their seductive power

and deadly lasting effect.

Ah, to consume or not consume

that is the question wrought

and for sure the forthright issue?

In weakness then the consumption comes

with blissful fullness had, anon.



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