Crusty Apple Pie

Oh sure! I thought you were my friend!

And here you show up with a pie!

Why don’t you bring that to your foolish friends?

I want something that sparkles my eye.

You know what I’m talking about, I want something with value,

some thing you have to go shop for.

Diamonds, or jewelry, that show I have class!

Some thing that proves I’m worth more.

Why didn’t you bring me a designer mink,

that I could show off at Sunday service?

A pie! A crusty apple pie!

What did I do to deserve this?

Here I have a big tree in the window,

fully decorated to show my good spirit.

There’s even a gift underneath for you, I spent plenty on.

This apple junk you brought won’t come near it!

I’ve got the biggest wreath on my front door,

that cost a fortune, for the neighbors to see.

I know you’ve got money, you work all the time.

Why didn’t you spend more on me?

Didn’t you hear me? Why don’t you answer?

What kind of ignorance is this?

That does it! I’m going to someone else,

who knows the true meaning of crissmess!!!