Pizza haunts my dreams at night. Winged pepperoni do take flight Toppings added 'till a mile high, sit upon my pizza pie. Meats and Cheeses are my desire, pile them up, pile them higher. Bacon, turkey, and baloney, please don't spare the provolone. Crust of thin or thick inquire, either will do just pile them higher. Cheese of all shapes and sizes, cheeses in all their wonderful guises. Fix them fast, make it snappy, to fill my stomach and make me happy. Eating Pizza is the goal, from it I can't be cajoled. Quickly I do gobble it up, with it soda in a cup. Till in horror I do see, an empty plate in front of me. Terror filled my mind with dread, for want of more cheesy covered bread.

Thank you kindly. :)