Dilemma at the Fair
I went to the fair
Hoping to make a find.
Then I spotted a stand.
It was one of a kind.
All kinds of good pies
Were setting right there.
Could I choose from them all?
This was truly unfair!
I liked all of them.
Black, blue, and gooseberry,
Apple, peach, pumpkin,
And even sweet cherry.
What was I to do?
I had money for one.
I turned on my heel,
Deciding on none.
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