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Pizza Morning



I slouched out of bed

Got my leftover pizza from the fridge

And greased my tongue to

Its icky goodness

Salivating its cheesy texture

My tongue rolls all around

Its greasy glory

I scratch my boxers

Flipped on the TV

And watched the News

Oh, how I miss those

Pizza Mornings

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Reply:LOL...love it! Its so silly and corny you can't help but to like it! Great job!
Reply:hmmmm. you could still improve on that :)
Reply:I think you're on to something but you need to fix little things, like the fact that you change tense from past to present and back to past tense again. That does not lend credibility to your writing. But your images are real and most of us can feel, taste even smell them, so I think you should just keep re-working it a little. Thanks for sharing your pizza poem.
Reply:lol, sounds good for a pizza hut commercial, LOL no really it was good and delicious....
Reply:Great! Sounds like my morning.