Blizzard Chicken Pie

 Wake up this morningtaste buds explodingFor the pie of all pies Get up go out to eatparking lot covered inIce and snow, not quite knee deep Drive carefully out onto the main roadBlizzard falling cold as icehard to see, in front of me As he drives the main roadhand reaches for his coffee cupLeft from the day before He take’s a sip, but the coffeehas frozen deep into one solid lumpWe, laugh so Yesterday we drove to the nearest placeFor double cheese burgers we had a fewNot quite the same as the chicken pie But today we need something hot and tasty.So today we travel furtherAs our mouths salivate We get to our designationPark up, we get out of the truck gingerlyAs ice and snow covers the parking lot. In we go and wait in the queue –Praying that - there is still a pie for usWe get to the front of the queue and findThere are two scrumptious chicken pies left We get into the truck blizzard coming downPeople getting fast food and then going backMy king knows how to treat his queenWith this wondrous blizzard picnic 
Before us our table laid upon our kneesWe, have our utensils napkins and drinkWe open the box and just stare at what is thereFeeling the heat. Dreaming of this dayTo have our scrumptious feastWe look at each other and smileBefore we start to eat. We dig deep into the fine golden pastry crustTo take our first mouthful. Crust broken steam risesMmmm it smells great, tastes great. As we partake of this heavenly feastOutside it is getting bleakWe sit until the last crumbCannot escape our lips Taste buds still exploding as we savoureach morsel passing between our lipsThis dream continuesOur chicken feast  Is this chicken heaven?


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