Pepperoni Pizza

My husband likes to kid around And loves to tell a joke, Expecting all will understand The humor that he spoke. I've heard them all before and some Recur in certain places, So he can coax a smile, perhaps, From unfamiliar faces. In restaurants (not pizza ones), His order always ends With "a pepperoni pizza," For the chuckle he intends. So last evening, in a tavern, We were shocked and quite unnerved When, along with what we'd ordered, Yes - a pizza we were served! It was topped with pepperoni And the server was confused When we said we didn't want it, But the waiter was amused. We apologized profusely And they wouldn't take our money. Here's the moral of the story - Some jokes simply aren't funny.