There was a giant frosted doughnut, without sprinkles, in front of the police station. There was an apple pie in front of the Peach Pit and a lemon cake in front of Orange Hall.
I was thinking to myself, "The streets are strangely desserted tonight."
SpyNavy
Garde la Foi, mes amis! Nous nous sommes les sauveurs de la République! Maintenant et Toujours!
(Keep the Faith, my friends! We are the saviors of the Republic! Now and Forever!)
LonePalm, le Républicain du verre cassé (The Broken Glass Republican)
By my troth, thou shalt pay for those puns!
...well done.
“The streets are strangely desserted tonight.”
Had you gotten a bit pie-eyed before you went out?