Jack Horner's Pie

Jack Horner’s Pie
By Larry Linville

“What a good boy am I,” he said.
Are we sure he was telling it right?
We don’t even know when he’s eating,
was at morning, or noon, or at night?

If he was so good, we can wonder
why in the corner he sat.
Was he there because he was punished
for his eating that was making him fat?

It could be that he was in hiding
so his eating would never be seen.
Maybe he’d eaten at mealtime
and had the pie in between.

The pie had been baked for Christmas
and shouldn’t have been eaten alone.
When the family finished the main course
was the dessert mysteriously gone?

His parents weren’t very happy
for the gallon of milk that he drank.
They decided together that they’d give him
his very own Chrismas spank.

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