1617 – No More Pizza

Want Some More Pizza?
If this is how I die…I’d die happy.

Want Some More Pizza?

I said “I want pizza at every last meal!”
But seven days later, that’s not how I feel.
Day one, it was yummy. Day two, not so grand.
Day three it was more than my belly could stand.
I struggled with swallowing any day four.
Day five and, and day six, couldn’t take any more.
And after day seven, I’m tired and sick.
I don’t want a morsel, a smidgen, a lick.
I used to enjoy it. I relished it, but
With sixty three slices stuffed into my gut:
I’ve eaten it twenty one meals in a row.
Do I want more pizza? The answer is NO!

Author: Samuel Kent

I'm a dad who wants to share his labor of love with the world. I also happen to be an award-winning artist and poet. Follow the lunchbox doodles and poems on twitter: @LunchboxDoodler!

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