Pecan and nuts pie You often asked why all these strange out of range accidents, far from the tents, In the middle of the day, no stray, no garden or hay, happen, tend to mend, Right on the bend, God-send, and then no why or when, once again, are here, near, bright, all my life, in light or darkness. No Lock Ness monster, No Loki, no spear, No fear, just be here and now. Do we ever reap what we sow? But wait, why do I glow in the dark? Mark my words, Arrows are no swords, no pay, no play, This is my Ninja way!