Miss Carr's Pies - from SPOOKY TALES....

HERE'S ANOTHER GREAT TALE FROM LEIGHROY MARSH 
AUTHOR/SONGWRITER 

 

Long, long ago, there was nothing but snow 

on the dark country lane in my tale

And galloped a horse, (with a rider of course) 

with a bag full of paintings for sale.

But the snow was too thick, 

and he had to think quick - 

if he stayed out too long he would freeze

And though the dark night 

he saw the pale light of an inn, 

where he could find some ease.

He tethered his steed in the stables next door, 

and carried his pictures inside.

And there by the bar, was the lovely Miss Carr 

with a tray full of pies at her side

Good evening Miss, he said with a hiss – 

his mouth was all frozen and solid

She simply looked up from a recipe book 

and said in a manner quite stolid.

“Good evening sir, can I get you a beer? 

A room for the night or some tea?

There’s nobody here at this time of year 

I can give you a discount maybe?”
“What would be nice, is one of those pies..

 “ Said the traveller eyeing the tray

“Can you warm right it up with some ale 

in a cup and tell me how much I must pay

“I certainly can” she said to the man 

“please take a seat by the fire”

“I shall warm it up quick, I ‘ll be back in a tick – 

with a pie that will match your desire”

Miss Carr went away to the pies on the tray, 

and selected the largest one on it

To the kitchen she went with a pie for the gent , 

whilst humming herself an old sonnet.

“So the man wants a pie”, she said with a sigh – 

it will cost him much more than he thinks

She pulled out a locket from inside her pocket

and opened it over his drink.

Down poured some dust, which was redder than rust – 

It bubbled and fizzled and festered

She stirred up the brew which was thicker than stew – 

but smelt rather good none the less

Miss Carr was a witch, and her knowledge was rich, 

she could halt her old age with a spell

And nobody knew she was 302, 

her diet had kept her quite well

Her goal was quite plain and simply insane – 

She needed his brain, heart and eyes

To keep herself trim and slender and slim - 

and the rest she would turn into pies

Miss Carr brought the pie with a glint in her eye 

and a serving of carrots and peas

With the beer on the tray, 

and a splendid array of some bread 

and a thin slice of cheese.

“Here you are, my dear ……one pie and a beer - 

eat  it up quick while its hot”

She watched and she waited, 

the man hesitated …

coughed….. 

and then scoffed down the lot.

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