One more horrible poem about my sister, emma. (who we call pie)
They call her Pie
The girl, she loves to cry
Her name has a song
If you know it, sing alone
“”Little Pie, little Pie, little cry, Pie Pie!”
That’s the song we love to sing
When little Pie comes wandering
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