I polluted my pure pecan pie With chocolate chips. I did. I confess. It was a delicious mess. So I had another. Sometimes it's a good thing For one's pie to be in the sky. It's much harder to eat it that way. But I am a greedy corporation. And nothing shall be impossible for me. And I find the pie on the loftiest branch to be the best. And so I'll find a way to climb the Tree of Life And test such pies, And pollute them if I wish, And put them on a painted dish, And slither down And offer it to you. And...what you gonna do? - jenn