OK, since you asked, the rest of the tiny poem:)

""I dearly love a pasty, a 'ot leaky one;
With mayt, turmit and taty, h'onyon and parsley in 'un
The crus' be made weth suet, shaped like 'alf a moon;
Crinkly h'edges, freshly baked 'e es alway gone too soon!""

Poem by Walter F. Gries of Marquette