Notes About The Poem
We all love our own specific pizza style.
Culinary Saviours
“Hello, my name is Lewis, can I order a coke,
Garlic bread with two large pizzas to go.
Extra mozzarella cheese, a few basil leaves
On the finest hand- kneaded pure dough.”
I love the garlic, the beautiful mushrooms,
Oregano, anchovies, and tomato.
Spread ad hoc all over the thin crust,
An edible Starry Nights by Van Gough.
Margherita pizzas made with fresh, non- processed things,
With love and a heart that’s so real.
Make me blissful and satisfied, and healthy and content,
A happy kind of feeling of surreal.
All the delivery options: Supreme, Meat lovers,
Mexican, Pepperoni, and a Veggie Sensation.
I love each one, could eat each all day long,
Completely nourishing my thoughts of starvation.
So a big “thank you”, to the people from Italy,
For inventing such a huge meal with those flavors.
A super, mega, healthy dish, so colorful and vibrant,
Your chefs are our global culinary saviours.
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