The Pizza Life
I make pizza everyday,
It always turns out okay.
I throw dough on every shift,
I guess that's just my natural gift.
Whenever I feel down,
I remember we make the best pizza in town,
And when I eat a slice of pizza,
every single time,
I know that I will be just fine,
'Cause my co-workers are the best,
We put pizza to the test!
Pizza's good no matter what,
Even when it's left uncut.
This poem is about:
Me
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