Pizza

I LOVE pizza,

I eat pizza,

I cry it too,

Sometimes I camp out on a pizza,

That beautiful woman at the bar –

She saw me eating pizza and asked to wed,

Pizza me pepperoni,

Sometimes just double cheese

No toppings for me please,

I LOVE pizza.


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