The Disgusting Pie

Oh, the disgusting pie was certainly my best,
It was so much better than all of the rest
The filling was orange and its crust was most strange.
And splattered on top there was what looked like whipped cream.

The filling was orange in a very strange way.
The caterpillars I collected in the swamp that day,
were big and juicy and orange I say.
They were quite fat and they moved very fast,
touching them was horrible and I was aghast.
But collect them I did until there were no more.
I grabbed every last one of them and
Into my bucket they landed.
They went POP as I squished them into a fine orange paste.
Oh it splattered a little but none went to waste
Collecting those caterpillars had taken most of a day
I was tired and happy after my long foray.
I was excited to make a disgusting pie for my friends that day.

And the crust, that was the best.
Of all my creations It was better than the rest.
Spider web, goat poo , possum fur and tincture of shrew,
It was mixed with a fork until it was done,
And I baked it in the oven just for fun.

I had taken toilet paper and lovingly blended it,
Added some monkey grease, with turkey feet and
It was really quite splendid.
Much better than whipped cream unless you are offended

And serve it up I did to my friends big and small.
And when they looked at that fine mess on their plate
Eeeeewww they all screamed
What a disgusting pie they all cried
and they gobbled it down and not one of them died
And, for that I was happy and filled with pride