My stomach keep grumbling,
it won't stop complaining.
I try to please it with straw berry milkshake,
but that's only for namesake.
It keep demanding the same very thing,
that the brain is thinking about. freedom
That thing with the yellow sticky top,
cheesy cheesy, ah it makes my heart pop.
Oh god! the thought of the puffy crust,
and not forgetting sausage! that's a must.
Now my mouth is watering,
the taste I'm craving.
Oh cheesy, cheese Pizza where are you.
Come to me, not a whole one, maybe a piece or a maybe a few!
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