An echo of the famous dinner when in a aureole of fluttering , twittering canary birds a beautiful young girl clad in a flowing robe of black rose entrancingly from a huge pie.
Girl in the Pie
It was last- songs, smoke and music.
A huge pie was cut, and lo, a beautiful young girl, a fairy, not a bit scorched anywhere, done to a turn, stood revealed she was the pie.
She had posed some before the dinner, but after it she became the best-known model in town.
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