My Dutch Apple Pie

I walked into the kitchen
and felt a chill.
The left open freezer,
the thawing meats,
I grabbed a pie,
a dutch apple pie.
I turned the oven to its highest setting,
paying no attention to the directions,
and tossed the pie in.
Just then the phone rang,
I picked it up
and soon rushed out the door
leaving everything as is.
Hours later I came back
and found a crowd around a bon-fire
or what had once been my home.
My family was in tearsnow with no home,
no possessions, nothing.
I told them I had but one question,
they looked up at me with a feeling of contempt,
"Where's my pie?
My dutch apple pie?"

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By Jeremy Simms