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Pizza poem by Iris Carden It’s hot and it’s fresh. It’s ready to please. With spicy salami and hot gooey cheese. A small touch of basil, oregano and chives. A warm bread base, the taste comes alive. Rich red tomato sauce adds a flavour hit. You know once we start, we won’t stop eating it. A yeasty, cheesy smell, aroma of herb and spice. You put on the movie. I’ll get us each a slice.
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And now I’m hungry! 🍕
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I ended up ordering pizza after writing it. I am a bad influence on everyone, including myself.
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😂
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Well now I want pizza for breakfast! 💞💞💞
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Sorry about that. I’m a bad influence.
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It’s a balanced meal, right?
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As long as you spread the toppings evenly, it’s balanced.
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🤣🤣🤣
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