Mudpies for my Valentine.

 

I stirred the mixture

and poured it in

each round hole

of the muffin tin.

 

I baked them

in the burning sun

and waited

till each pie was done.

 

Mudpies, Mudpies

For my Valentine.

 

I tapped them out

and served her three.

“Oh,” she said.

“Are these for me?’

 

She was just about to

take a bite

when she said,

“These don’t look right.”

 

Mudpies Mudpies

For my Valentine.

 

“You eat one first,”

she cried.

“Oh I’m not hungry,”

I replied.

 

She laughed

then placed her hand in mine,

my funny

clever Valentine.

 

Mudpies Mudpies

For my Valentine