Pizza
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Wizard
Here comes a man,
Eating a pizza out of a pan ,
He carries a wand ,
In his right hand ,
What is this ? !
Not a moment to miss !
I whipped out my camera,
I’m a diva
For pizza-
Fast as a chee-tah
To grab the last piece-uh.
I say “bye-bye Felicia”
To my poor little pizza.
When I go see the Giza
Or to Micronesia
I bring me some pizza
(Sing to the tune of B-I-N-G-O by Scout Songs)
There was a farmer, he had some food,
and pizza was it’s name-o.
P-I-Z-Z-A
You cant get it out your mind
its chasing you down the isle
the flatulant cloud that burst out of a terminating system
oh boy!!
isnt it a big one..
you wrinkle your nose but dont let them see
I wasn't supposed to be in this class.
I never signed up for it.
I never wanted to do a project.
The teachers say that the project isn't manditory.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I’m eating all the pizza
I ordered for two.
Roses are red
Pizza sauce is too
I ordered an extra large
And none of it is for you.
This is for the times when nothing else seemed right.
The dark times, when the fridge was empty and it was night.
Oh the sadness, my tummy calls out!
It screams and rumbles but does not shout.
Pizza's really yummy,
Pizza's really great!
But if you would truly ask me,
I'd rather have some steak.
CheeseFor some unknown reason,Everyone believes that MarioEnjoys cheeseFar too much, most would say.
No point asking whyNo one quietly (nor loudly) knows.
First I make the dough
Then I perform some magic
Greatness is acheived
Man, pizza is just great
Like its really really good
Like nothing you could ever do would be like your first bite of pizza
Except maybe a litter of puppies
Not eating the puppies, you monster
A pizza poem
Half past midnight and I'm writing a pizza poem
And a "funny one" at that
This Isn't where I saw my night heading
An Ode to pizza
My greasy friend
Their pedals burst the color of rejoicement
And lighten any room.
Anyone would be excited
To watch even a dozen bloom.
High, tall, and proud
Darling sunflowers grow.
You have many uses
With a life on the sea
Pirates hardly ever see
The beautiful pie
The Pizza pie!
Anchovies, pineapples, mushrooms galore
Cold Pizza
My pizza, so precious and delicious,
The flavor that ignites me with hope and optimism
The warmth that comforts and soothes my roaring hunger
Dear Diary,
“Another nice day,” to myself I said.
But something is still missing!
Day after day, I am filled with dread.
I search, I wait, and I keep on listening.
No sign of my love has arrived.
Dear Pizza,
Oh how your aroma is piquant
From afar black brick radiates
I see more colors than ever
The waiting game causes such tremor
Oh how your aroma is piquant
How precious such treasure
ooey gooey
toasty crunchy
pizza crust
one slice is simply not enough
I could eat the whole box
Dare I say I have eaten the whole box again
why did no one tell me I had sauce on my face?
I put my life in a pizza box and mailed it off to some
Lonely night owl living in his mother's
Basement
I wrapped it with a nice cheese topping
Bacon too, but no sausage
Last year I was at a funeral for my grandmother.
My strong, polish grandmother
Who grew up in Dachau concentration camp.
We all wept,
Me especially,
A hug and a kiss
A handsome smile I wouldn't dare to miss
An order of a large pizza and two Sierra Mist'
This a date with a darling named Chris
you are mine
sublime triangleyou aren’t equilateral a luscious isoscelesyour geometry’s perfectthe way pepperoni lays like isles in mozzarella seasunder a bread mantle please
Lost in the crisis of time and exsistance,
fighting to keep motivation.
Why stuggle?
Effortless to let go.
Effortless to cease.
Somewhere,
in all the pain,
I remember an old friend,
Usually, I tend to be rather somber.
But there are certain things that
awake me from my slumber.
For one thing, the winter makes me feel alive;
like there is no other time I would rather thrive.
To the one I cannot live without,
you make my days so much brighter,
Without a doubt in mind,
you are life's little fighter.
Pizza pizza pizza rocking everywhere.
Jk I love my man without a doubt,
I see your round face
a wafting aroma
towards you I want to pace
and savor your colors
richness of red
and burnt sage flavors
the golden gleam of your shine
perfection and imperfection
the smell of cheese
oh my oh my how much it makes me cheese
;the sight of sauce
makes me scream yasss
I can'e explain what it does to me
It's like something overcomes me and I just want to grab one and eat
to write all the things that make me
want to jump up
and twist and shout
i would make a never ending list
you would be reading for days
there would be repeats
to write all the things that make me
want to jump up
and twist and shout
i would make a never ending list
you would be reading for days
there would be repeats
“I love pizza,” you say to me.
Do you really? Perhaps you like
The taste. I am sure you’re grateful
For it, because we have been at
This competition all day long
And we are now finally having
Taylor
Talkative, weird, funny, cuddlier
Daughter of Jim and Tammy
Lover of Chinese, Pizza, Animals, and German Shepherds
Who feels happy around animals, and at Warped Tour
Sad at Funerals
read it once
it's pepperoni
read it again
it's cheese
but bite in
and it's both
poems are complex
they aren't what they seem
but they're delicious
like a stuffed crust pizza
it’s where you live,
sultry smiling and sorrowful,
it’s where your son plays.
it’s where I gone to officially
lose my innocence cause
someone like you
didn’t want or understand me either
When you open the box,
The smell of sizzling cheese
Wafts through air.
When you reach for the bottle,
The temperature,
So cool,
Permeates to your hand.
Ranch
and
Cheese pizza:
