Pizza Poem

The pizza at the shop,

The pizza at the stop.

There was pizza, oh pizza,

Enough to share.

All around the table,

Plate by plate.

Everyone ate,

The happy ole taste.

It felt cheesy,

Felt tasty,

As it went down your body.

So yummy,

So saucy,

From that tomato sauce.

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