Pizza. Is there a better food in the world? No. The correct answer to that query is no. Absolutely not. Pizza is cheesy and crusty, tangy and salty, bitter and sweet all at once. Mortals display their happiness and delight by going out for pizza.
Do you eat pizza with your arch enemy? No, I didn’t think so. And if yes, I don’t want to hear about it. Because pizza is pure. Pizza is good. Pizza was created for love, friendship, and the building of bodily bulk.
When its snowing out there
And you can’t stand your hair,
It’s pizza. Yes, pizza.
When the sun glows and glistens
And nobody listens,
Turn to pizza.
Yes, you can.
Pizza for lunch, pizza for snack
Pizza for giving your best friend a smack.
Pizza to cry with
Pizza to gloat
Pizza to celebrate the buying of a goat.
Pizza for snacking
Snacking all day and night
Pizza for rehashing that serious fight.
Matters of life,
And matters of living
Combined with a pizza
Makes one forgiving.
So to pizza, I say,
Raise your glass in the air.
Pizza for ever, and never elsewhere.