Pizza Diva
I like it
when my pizza is perfectly round,
And sliced
into sections symmetrically.
I like when
the toppings are precisely placed,
And fresh
cheese is layered impressively.
I like when
the crust is crispy and cracks,
And splinters
into a flurry of crumbs.
I like when
the base is a little bit soggy,
And that bit
of juice that dribbles down thumbs.
I like when
the cheese, all stretchy and stringy,
Finally
snaps and caresses your grin.
And that
little bit of topping that always breaks free,
You can pop
it back on with your fin - ger.
I always save
those crispy crusts until last,
I should eat
it as a spiral from the centre.
Relishing in
the goodness of that topping laden disc,
In that
meaty, cheesy splendour.
And after it’s
done, I’ll nibble on those crusts,
And make
chit-chat with my partner in pizza.
If they’re
crusty and crisp, I’m smacking my lips,
Yep! I’m a
big pizza diva!
By J. Barrett
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