Charlotte Ballard

Ode To Pizza - Poem by Charlotte Ballard

You delight the nose with evocative
Promise of stringy cheese, pepperoni
And tomato sauce warm. Each piece
Contested over, grabbed, hungered over

Until sated, the hungry hordes retreat
To sofas soft and stretch out feet first.
Til' Breakfast time, tomorrow.

Comments about Ode To Pizza by Charlotte Ballard

  • Gold Star - 28,915 Points Kim Barney (8/17/2015 7:38:00 AM)

    I can smell it now. Was there any left at all for me? (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 5,579 Points John Richter (8/17/2015 7:29:00 AM)

    That dear Charlotte is truly an ode that I can sink my teeth into! Belly full and stretching, good until the next morn... What a cute poem! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 15,816 Points Ramesh T A (8/17/2015 1:22:00 AM)

    Saliva is coming from the tongue reading the poem on delicious Pizza! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Poem Edited: Monday, November 3, 2008

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