the pie

The pie that wouldn’t crack, I bit it, I hit it, and I even kicked it. That pie just wouldn’t crack, It almost broke my back.
I knifed it, forked it, I even took a blow torch to it. All I wanted was to eat it.
This was no filling, flaky treat, It was a brick disguised as sweet. I tossed my tools and wiped my brow, I guess I'll just order pizza now.