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It didn’t matter
What time of day
It was always on his mind
Breakfast, lunch
And dinner
Any way and any kind
He was
The pizza man
A legend at his craft
Pepperoni
Margherita
Even half and half
Perfect
Every time
Never stained his shirt
The guys
Would high-five him
The girls
Would always flirt
Seemed
They liked to drool
Over the pizza guy
The men
Simply called him
Lord of the Pies
May Writing Prompts – Lord of the Pies – Day 6/31
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Sounds like my youngest son. Pizza any time and every day… lol!
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Works for me!! lol
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😄
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This has me laughing. My daughter always wanted me to be a pizza boy.
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Don’t all kids. You get to bring home the leftovers! lol
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I could go for a breakfast at the moment 😋
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Pizza, any time of day is fine by me! 😀
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😀😀
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