PIZZA

Since four years

My spouse and I have build-up

A good relationship with a local

Pizzeria

A the pizza maker is flat out

Working at twin ovens

Kneading the dough and tossing

The flattened sheet

Up into the hot humid air

As part of his great ritual.

E the luxuriant kitchen chef

Is well known for her fine soups

Pasta dishes

And her ‘al forno’ – cooking.

My spouse would walk a mile

For her dishes

If she would not be weakened

By a nasty nervous disease.

However

I don’t mind being a messenger

And wait patiently

Until the mad rush at the delivery

Prep.

It’s always great to talk to people

With a sense of humour

And a zest for living in these

Challenging times.

PIZZA.AZZIP

zoltanzelan

ZJG-POetry’19.

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