Pizza
Ooey, gooey pizza,
piled high with melty cheese.
Pizza's my favorite meal.
Greasy pepperoni,
spicy sausage too—
I can eat it every day.
Tempting smells
greet my nose
with a garlicky hello.
It's much too hot.
I cannot wait
to eat my slice of pizza.
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