Roll out the jolly
It's all about the cookies
Well earned Pie-atus
Pie Anxiety
When you wake to find your dream
Is reality
Not in a good way
The cinnamon scented broom
Takes my breath away
Pie-oh-neer Women
Unafraid of Thanksgiving
Keep rolling along
You say potato
I say yam and bourbon and
Brittle on the side
One for the Baker
Is why a Baker's Dozen
Is thirteen not twelve
Beware the sharp knife
When prepping quinces for pie
Espresso can wait
I just can't help it
Gluten free mini cupcakes
Make me plum crazy
The long, winding road
Leads to chocolate walnut
When pears are not ripe
The apple cake sticks
In the non-stick Bundt pan try
Apple pie instead
And when the rains came
Commercial plastic wrap saved
The pies from drowning
How do you keep her
In New Jersey now that she's
Seen Rensselaerville?
Jell-O and Cool Whip
Cozy in a pie shell but
Nellie and Joe win
A pie tour you say?
Where is Ellen to play judge?
Unavailable
Can I have a job?
Cover letter, Resume
It's Boston Cream PIE?
Gone to read and write
See you in September, please
Turn off the oven
Hey! It's your birthday
But you ate all the peaches
Sigh... No pie for you
He says I'm kneady
I thought we were just peachy
Truth is, he's flaky
My Cherry amour
Pretty little pie that I
Adore a la mode
On July the 4th
Proclaim your pie dependence
Red, white, blueberry
Fresh raspberry pie?
Swedish Chef nods bork! bork! bork!
And serves Snozzberry
Lattice be pie pals
Cherry said to apricot
Won't crimp your style
Don't say I never
Baked you your very own pie
Happy Father's Day
Elbow meets oven
Hip meets corner of table
Baker black and blue
Smoke gets in your eyes
When you think the pie plate is
Deep dish but it's not
Uncork the champagne
Slice up the strawberry tart
No more tuition
Graduation Pie
Two parts pineapple one cream
Magna Rum Laude
No breakfast in bed
Baking pies all the day long
Where's my Mimosa?
What'll it be Pal?
cinco de Mayo Pie-oh
And a whipped cream shot
Guilty cried the Judge
What is my crime, Your Honor?
No pie for the Judge
Rhubarb is not fruit
It's a vegetable that stained
My new white shirt red
No pie on Pesach
Coconut macaroons will
Rise above the rest
Here comes cherry pie
There goes the white tablecloth
Where is the stain stick?
Mr. Oven Man
Thank you Three fifty is now
Really Three fifty
Challenging road trip
Poor tire flat as pie dough
Pass me the 'donut'
Could not did not sleep
Now it's half past dark thirty
Time to make the pies
Three point one four day
Is just around the corner
Pre-heat your oven
Mile High Pie, Sigh
Wish I were in New Orleans
It's not snowing there
Non-stick cooking spray
I loathe thee You're slippery
Whoops drop whoops drop whoops
Snowmageddon falls
I will shovel then eat pie
And curse the Groundhog
Distracted baker
Add the powder, soda, salt
Wait. Didn't I just...?
Pizza pie perches
On the roof of my car for
Just a second, whoops...
He says I'm kneady
I thought we were just peachy
Truth is, he's flaky
My Cherry amour
Pretty little pie that I
Adore a la mode
On July the 4th
Proclaim your pie dependence
Red, white, blueberry
Fresh raspberry pie?
Swedish Chef nods bork! bork! bork!
And serves Snozzberry
Lattice be pie pals
Cherry said to apricot
Won't crimp your style
Don't say I never
Baked you your very own pie
Happy Father's Day
Elbow meets oven
Hip meets corner of table
Baker black and blue
Smoke gets in your eyes
When you think the pie plate is
Deep dish but it's not
Uncork the champagne
Slice up the strawberry tart
No more tuition
Graduation Pie
Two parts pineapple one cream
Magna Rum Laude
No breakfast in bed
Baking pies all the day long
Where's my Mimosa?
What'll it be Pal?
cinco de Mayo Pie-oh
And a whipped cream shot
Guilty cried the Judge
What is my crime, Your Honor?
No pie for the Judge
Rhubarb is not fruit
It's a vegetable that stained
My new white shirt red
No pie on Pesach
Coconut macaroons will
Rise above the rest
Here comes cherry pie
There goes the white tablecloth
Where is the stain stick?
Mr. Oven Man
Thank you Three fifty is now
Really Three fifty
Challenging road trip
Poor tire flat as pie dough
Pass me the 'donut'
Could not did not sleep
Now it's half past dark thirty
Time to make the pies
Three point one four day
Is just around the corner
Pre-heat your oven
Mile High Pie, Sigh
Wish I were in New Orleans
It's not snowing there
Non-stick cooking spray
I loathe thee You're slippery
Whoops drop whoops drop whoops
Snowmageddon falls
I will shovel then eat pie
And curse the Groundhog
Distracted baker
Add the powder, soda, salt
Wait. Didn't I just...?
Pizza pie perches
On the roof of my car for
Just a second, whoops...
Apple Cinnamon
Kindred to pie and strudel
Bagels? Not so much
Grapefruit seeks pie shell
Meringue loves only lemon
Grapefruit sits alone
Holidays be still
My rolling pin is weary
January. Sigh
Why do I forget
The left-handed oven mitt
It has a hole. Ouch
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