Giant Pizza

 

My name is Rizza. I love pizza.

I love it so much I opened Pizza by Rizza.

One day I climbed a vine high to the sky 

And I met this friend that loves pizza like I.

So I made him a pizza then had a delicous idea

That I would climb down and open a pizzeria 

With Ooo-ey Goo-ey melting cheese

Dipping sauce and stuffed crust please 

Toppings of meats and vegetables galore

Toppings of fruit, extra cheese and much more.

First, when I opened I sold by the dozen. 

Nobody bought it, not even my cousin.

Then I decided to sell by the pie,

But even then no one stopped by.

So I went smaller and sold by the half.

One man stopped by, but just for a laugh.

What more could I do but sell by the slice?

Would you believe it wouldn’t even sell at half price? 

Finally, on a last attempt I sold by the chew

And Holy KABOO! My business sure grew!

Now they’re lined down the street for their piece,

Of toppings, sauce, cheese bread and grease. 

Those who dont know say selling by the chew is defiant. 

But I think it’s perfect since I first made it for a giant. 

 

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