Liverwurst Pie

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Liverwurst Pie

Liverwurst Pie, oh, Liverwurst Pie.
The first time I tried it I thought I would die.
It tasted disgusting. I couldn’t say why.
I just knew I didn’t like Liverwurst Pie.

Liverwurst Pie, oh, Liverwurst Pie.
The next time I tried it I started to cry.
It wasn’t as bad as the first time, but why
would anyone ever eat Liverwurst Pie?

The third time I tried it I thought, my oh my,
I don’t think I’ll die, and I won’t even cry.
But still, I would tell you that I’m not a guy
who ever would learn to like Liverwurst Pie.

The fourth time I tried it—I won’t tell a lie—
I started to like eating Liverwurst Pie.
It tasted so good that I went out to buy
another big serving of Liverwurst Pie.

Liverwurst Pie, oh, Liverwurst Pie.
It might take a few times before you don’t cry.
But I recommend that you give it a try,
and, really, I mean it… I hope you don’t die.

 — Kenn Nesbitt

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Reading Level: Grade 3

Topics: Food Poems

Poetic Techniques: Lyric & Dramatic Poems, Repetition

 


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