Pie loves ...
Why are you running on the edge of my sight,
Could there be a reason to explain my plight,
Gloomy countenance yet glittered by your eyes,
Lost in the count of my countless sighs,
May we be the one where contrasts will mingle,
Lets surpass the monocot of all that is single,
Kindled voices blare the silent mile,
Fleeting hopes are all that I have adorning my aisle.
Have a nice life ............