Crestfallen now in every way I reminiscence all the good old days All the people came here by Looking ahead to my green apple pie Too far had my opulence grew Encumbered was my fame among Hebrews Even the King was insatiable for my pie No wonder edifice of my pride was high Inebriated of my impudence, I, Lost my prolificacy to make pie Everyone forgot zeitgeist of my atelier My lack of humility brought me failure Humility brings one reverence from all Hitherto unaware of its alchemy was I Realizing now I make my green apple pie With more humility for those whose come by © 2016 VIREN