Poetry Sunday - Pizza
Pizza. Pizza. Oh how I love thee
I’ll fall down on my knees
And worship all that gooey cheese
Pepperoni, sausage, and ham
Oh what a delight for this man
I love my pizza with lots of sauce
If I don’t have it then I’m lost
So, I’m serious as I have said
Give me my damn pizza ...
or I’ll hit you on the head.










I'll give you a dollar if you eat the WHOLE pizza Tony!
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