…for Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers
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My, oh my, just look at my pie, a foot across, six inches high!
It looks amazing darling, well done. What’s inside?
I knew it would impress, just have a guess!
Let me think, the smell doesn’t give much away. How about a clue?
It may be meat, or something sweet, no matter what you’re in for a treat!
That’s no help!
It’s something nice, tell you what, I’ll give you a slice!
Oh dear, I don’t really like it.
Nor do I, it couldn’t be worse. It was worth a try, but I’ll stick to verse!
About your poetry darling….
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Thank you Keith for appeeling pietry!
You can’t beat an appeel pie! Cheers, Suzette!
Right on! Cheers, Keith!
Ah well… ya win some, ya lose some 😉
…or in her case, you lose some, you lose some more!
There is that!
Oy for the title alone.
I can’t resist a little word-play!
Oh dear, someone’s about the come down with a bump!
It certainly seems that way!
My first laugh of the day. Thanks, Keith 🙂
What more could I have hoped for? Thanks, Linda.
Ha! Very good, and fun recording too!
Thanks so much, I’m really plessed you liked them!
Haha! Quit while you’re ahead buddy!
Cheers, Nancy!
The crust rhymes with bust
An interesting observation, Neil!
We all have our gifts….)
It’s just a matter of discovering what it is!
Hmm..mashed poetry. Perhaps you could try ceramics?
It’s worth a go!
Oops. Pie takes practice.
…as I know only too well!
It’s a winner! Enter it in a humor contest! 🙂
Only if the first prize is a pie! Thanks SO much!
The pie may be a failure but the way it was presented is a winner 🙂
You say the kindest things, thank you!
Dear Keith,
Some are natural bakers…some aren’t. Cute dialogue.
Shalom,
Rochelle
…and some are natural poets…unfortunately she’s not! Thanks, Rochelle.
Hehehe! The dialogue really captured the two characters, I think :). Great title!
I think you’re right! Thanks, Angela!
A lovely presented dish, perfect on a plate, and not the palate.
Perfectly put! Cheers James!
Amusing exchange, Keith. She can’t win for losing, can she. I wonder what was in the pie…
Four and twenty blackbirds? Cheers, Lisa.
Cheers <3
Fun dialogue. Great title. And the poems rhyme – that’s a good start. 🫤
Thanks so much Margaret!
After this last sentence, there will be a pie in the eye. What a fun piece.
I fear you are right!
I think your poetry is delightful!
I’m pleased we agree on that! Cheers, Dawn.
I’m wondering wha fate has befallen the guinea pig…
I confess to having eaten a guinea pig when I was in Peru!