Pizza (National Poetry Writing Month 2022 #9)   Leave a comment

You have a fragrant disregard for the state of my waistline.
The scents wafting from the oven smell so fine.
Your crispy cracking crust and perfection on top
Makes me kill my diet; I just cannot stop!
Today you got a victory in my battle within,
'Cause pizza, when you look this good I cannot win!

– SR Romney 2022

Posted 04/09/2022 by Shaman in National Poetry Writing Month 2022

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