I wanted to eat apple pie
The lack of it caused me to cry
I searched an I searched
And my heart gave a lurch
I wished I could find some of mine

The Baker’s son soon stole a pie
Not for you but for I
He flew through the vale
Until the crust had turned stale
For naught did he worthlessly fly

I ran into old Mother Hubbard
I asked her to look in her cupboard
Unfortunately
There was none there for me
So I walked off to ask of my brother

Part Seven: "Another Wizard!" "Or Fairy!"

Chapter the Eleventh