Bluecherry Pie

CARSV. J. Pacilio

Joey Magoey McTuffy,
And Eli Mageeli McTrue,
Were two little guys selling bluecherry pies
On the outskirts of Willamazoo.
A dessert so delightfully different,
Each pie was a true gourmet treat;
With a crust so fantastically flaky and light
And a filling so scrumptiously sweet.
Their customers traveled from near and from far,
For, one thing they all came to know;
If they wanted to buy this incredible pie
There was only one place they could go;
To the corner of Seventh and Leamington streets
On the outskirts of Willamazoo –
To the bakeshop of Joey Magoey McTuffy
And Eli Mageeli McTrue.
The reason for this was quite simple –PIE
As simple as simple could be.
If you searched the world over, you simply would find
There was only one bluecherry tree!
By now you’ll have guessed where that tree might be found,
Though nobody knows how it grew
In the yard of the bakeshop of Joey Magoey
And Eli Mageeli McTrue.
None-the-less it produced, every day of the week,
Exactly one thousand and five
Delicious, ripe bluecherries, juicy and plump;
Enough to bake fifty-one pies.
No more and no less, seven days of each week
One thousand and five cherries grew.
As strange as it seems, that’s the way that it was;
How it happened? Nobody knew.
So the bakeshop would open for business each day
With fresh bluecherry pies on the shelves.
The doors would then close when all fifty were sold.
(They always kept one for themselves!)
Though these numbers remained exactly the same,
One fact was becoming quite clear –
The number of hours the bakeshop stayed open
Was dwindling year after year.
Where it once took five hours to sell fifty pies,
It now rarely took even one.
As demand for their pies continued to rise
They knew something had to be done.
But then it just happened, one day in July,
An event that would not be deterred;
Without further warning that warm summer morning,
The thing they had feared most occurred;
Though the bakeshop was scheduled to open at six,
A line started forming at five.
By the time the doors finally opened for business,
The people outnumbered the pies.
At six o’clock sharp the doors were thrown open
And in rushed the pie-hungry throng.
In a matter of seconds the boys were aware
That something was drastically wrong.
Instead of the orderly milling about,
As always had been the case,
The customers clearly were pushing and shoving
Each other all over the place.
In less than a minute the shelves were picked bare,
Not one bluecherry pie could be found.
Fifty customers sighed a huge sigh of relief.
The remaining eleven just frowned.
When all of the pies had been paid for
And the doors to the bakeshop were locked,
The two boys just sat there and stared at each other,
Each visibly saddened and shocked.
“What an awful dilemma,” said Joey Magoey
To Eli Mageeli McTrue.
“We must never allow this to happen again,
But what in the world can we do?”
“I have an idea,” said Eli Mageeli,
“I think I know just where to go.
There’s a madcap inventor who lives in Skoleen
Who calls himself Magic Moe.
I’ve heard that he has a solution in stock
For whatever your problem might be.
So, perhaps in Skoleen we’ll find a machine
That’s perfect for you and me.”
That very same morning they found themselves
On the doorstep of Magic Moe.
“Come in,” said he, “and explain to me
Whatever it is I should know.”
Intently he listened as Joey and Eli
Explicitly detailed their plight.
When their story was finished, he pulled back a curtain
And said, “This one here seems just right.
My friends, please allow me to demonstrate
My ‘Thing Duplicating’ machine.
I assure you it’s equal to any contraption
That you may have already seen.
You just put in your things, as much as you like,
Then push this green button marked ‘ONE’.
When the whirring and screeching and flashing lights stop,
You’ll know that your copies are done.
It’s as simple as pie, if you’ll pardon the pun,
Pushing buttons is all that you do.
To open the doors when your copies are finished,
Push this big red one marked ‘TWO’.
There is, I must add, one more thing you should know.”
Magic Moe then proceeded to say.
“Because of the volume of power involved,
It can only be used once a day.”
“That won’t be a problem. It’s just what we need,”
Said Eli Mageeli McTrue.
“We can put all fifty-one pies in at once,
and soon have one hundred and two.”
So the problem of not enough pies to sell
Was solved – or so it would seem –
With the boys’ acquisition of Magic Moe’s
‘Thing Duplicating’ machine.
But the very next morning their problem was back,
For, somehow, in their haste,
They neglected to sample the copies it made –
Which turned out to have no taste.
One hundred and one pies were sold that day,
But fifty-one were returned.
The problem of not enough pies remained,
But a valuable lesson was learned.
As fate would have it, a customer
Returning his tasteless pie
Showed a very keen interest as Joey explained
Just what had happened, and why.
“My name,” said he, “is Cosmo Santee,
Solving problems is what I do.
If you will allow me to offer my help,
I may have the answer for you.
What I see are the basics of pure economics;
The clash of demand and supply.
At present your customers greatly exceed
The daily available pie.
The simplest way to resolve this dilemma?
Put more pies on the shelves!
But, the only additional pie that you have
Is the one that you keep for yourselves.
Since you have no way to increase your supply,
You must, therefore, reduce the demand.
The price that you charge is the key to it all,
That’s the one thing you must understand.
Thus it’s perfectly obvious what you should do;
There’s no need for magic at all.
Keep raising the price of your bluecherry pies
And demand will most certainly fall.
When you reach the point where supply and demand
Are one and the same at last,
Your problem is solved, and things can go back
To the way that they were in the past.”
“It seems so simple, yet makes perfect sense,”
Said Eli Mageeli McTrue.
“I like it,” said Joey Magoey McTuffy,
“Undoubtedly that’s what we’ll do.”
So the price of their bluecherry pie was increased
By exactly one dollar each day,
‘Til it reached an amount that their everyday customers
Simply weren’t able to pay.
At twenty-one dollars, supply and demand
Were finally one and the same.
Fifty fresh pies went on sale every day,
And fifty customers came.
Now, many who once purchased bluecherry pie
To enjoy with their families each night,
Could only afford to buy one pie a week.
At first, this just did not seem right.
But after a while – after one or two months –
Of once-a-week bluecherry pies,
Those very same people who thought it unfair
Came, now, to realize
That six days of waiting for bluecherry pie
Was really a small price to pay
For the utterly wonderful eating experience
Shared on that seventh day.
‘Your bluecherry pie never tasted so good,’
Their customers all did agree.
‘It’s certainly well worth the price that you charge;
Did you change the recipe?’
One final lesson our story reveals
And, more often than not, it is true;
Waiting for something you once took for granted
Increases it’s value to you.
Joey Magoey McTuffy
And Eli Mageeli McTrue;
Two happy guys selling bluecherry pies
On the outskirts of Willamazoo.

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