Mama's Apple Pie

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Mama's Apple Pie

I love my mama`s apple pie
It`s got a lot more in it than meets the eye
It has love and joy all wrapped up inside
With the
apples and the butter and the sugar and spice

My mama`s apple pie is tangy and sweet
She knows just how I like it, so she makes it for me
All I have to do is ask, and it`s as good as baked
She takes extra special care not to make a mistake

On my mama`s apple pie, she pinches the crust
Then she sprinkles the top with powder sugar dust
She puts cuts in the top to let out all the steam
So the crust won`t tear and make an ugly scene

My mama`s apple pie is a very special treat
What makes it so good is that my mama is so sweet
Though my mama`s apple pie is what I`m speaking of
It`s not so much the apple pie, it`s my mama I love

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Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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