For The Love Of Pie

I don't care much for cookies and cake.

Though to my taste ice cream rates quite high.

But I love the smile a clown will make

When he's hit in the face with a pie.

There's a reason for the clown to smile,

Which exceeds all the paint on his face.

There's a thing about pie that's more worthwhile

Then its lucious and sweetly tart taste.

Clown are icons of all the things kid's enjoy.

They are symbols ,which children hold dear,

Of fun and laughter and playing with toys

And perhaps an occasional tear.

And grandmother's pie has a value

Most American folks will esteem

With things like baseball and red, white and blue,

Things supporting America's dream.

Nothing I find can ever replace

(And believe me I look and I try)

A clown's smile when he takes a hit in the face

With grandma's American pie.