Warm, mouth-watering pizza./
With cheese and tomatoes and all the good stuff./
Pizza, with its smell, its taste… ”
This was made purely from random words people gave me.
Warm, mouth-watering pizza.
With cheese and tomatoes and all the good stuff.
Pizza, with its smell, its taste…
The soft parts are the best. Warm and fluffy.
Who doesn’t like pizza?
It’s the best, anyway.
Swirl of black, brown, gray.
It eats everything — from the smallest speck of dirt…
To a whole roof. Moving for miles…
It swallows and breaks everything in its path.
Trashcans whizz. Plants’ roots are ripped from the ground.
It’s a tornado.
The ice cream runs down my chin.
I suck it off my fingers.
The smell of the pages,
The excitement of the tale —
Together, it makes a good book.
Twinkling above, the stars watch me.
They serve under the moon.
Every year, on that special day,
I get presents and eat cake.
I love my birthday.