Pizza Wars
Out in California
I set up my little pizza place
that was shaped like a small tower,
while the other big name
pizza place giants,
moved in on my business
and had a lot more power,
their pizzas were made as
if on an assembly line
with little garlic and
hardly any toppings,
while with my pizza I took
a little longer to make,
all hand made crust
and a sauce that was to die for,
they used all kinds of different
ads and slogans to get more customers,
while alls I had was an electric sign
that blinked on and off "were open,"
then one day as fate would have it,
there was a moderate earthquake,
and my pizza place ended up slanting
a bit instead of standing straight up,
now tilting about 10 degrees eastward,
thought I might have to shut it down,
but thank God the planning commissioner
and inspector said it was
still safe and sound,
and much to my surprise,
I got frequented by more and more customers
who said it was not only that they loved
the taste of my old fashioned homemade pizza,
and how I always warmly smiled and greeted,
but also the new look of my now
unique leaning tower of pizza.
Copyright © Cheryl Hoffman | Year Posted 2016
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