Blue berry pie is
oh, oh, oh-
so very fine.
Will come after the dine
and the wine,
if you don't mind.
I think it would be
so very kind
of you to show
colours to me,
that have not been seen
before.
Go on ahead
and slice me a piece,
I will only feed it to you.
'Cause my love shows
and this you know.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It should be 'you're, ' m'dear.