Cornucopia, undulating dough,
finger-laden flour power flow
on flat plate laid, hard-pummeled
pound ‘n’ ground, ply ‘n’ fly
spun swirling curls sweet halo
flying puffs of nebulae
dusty mist descending
powder cloak eclipsing starry night
of spinning saucers arcing flight
flat splat on silver platter
beckoning saucy fellow
coursing dapper dipper
dripping blood-red lava flow
Picasso masterpiece: mushy dough
inviting palate’s palette color show
bake for here or make to go.
Comes now chop chop the flailing chef
hurling endives hacked to shreds
hickory chicory leafy threads
onion bits with bites of beef
bacon bits, some chives (relief
is just two pills away)
peppers green and red hold sway
far better than small bales of - hey,
that won’t work–instead a root,
pineapple pieces, tasty fruit
as olives, garlic’s garnishing,
sausage, too, salami, pork –
(but never add an Orcan dork) .
Voila! spit from the oven, sliced
full blessed by Savior Cheezus Christ.
Three days from hence will rise anew
rewarmed a pizza dead and cold
for breakfast, lunch, or dinner, too,
resurrected, hot, and steaming, bold –
These praises herald from on high
the glory of the pizza pie.
Well done on the cook up! Sustenance is our responsibility and pleasure too. Nurturing and nurishing our body and soul with good healthy pizza! lol A first step for man! bringing a smile from Tai
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I would like to translate this poem
Amen! ..but shouldn't it be Cheezus Crust?