Can't. Live. Without.... Lasagna.

As lovely as a song,

that makes my belly sing along,

is a triple layer lasagna

with 3 layers of pasta.

 

Four layers of bubbling cheeses,

and sauce;

that can appease,

to much ease,

even a hungry beast.

 

And though my dog,

sits as still as a log,

he jumps like a frog,

for a triple layer lasagna

with three layers of pasta.

 

Spaghetti may come and go,

ravioli may taste so-so,

but nothing will shake my allegiance

to a dish with five bubbling cheeses.

 

So now I sit,

and will close my lips,

but will open them wide,

for a triple layer lasagna

with three layers of pasta. 

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This poem is about: 
Me

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