I decided to write a poem about a grave injustice foisted on me by what i thought was an understanding piece of savory pie. Let this be a warning to you, not all foodstuffs can be trusted.
Pizza, How Could You Burn My Mouth?
Bubbling sauce, melting cheese
Taste beyond compare
Welcomed kiss, of hungry teeth
Mouth in anticipation
Blinding pain, hanging skin
My heart betrayed
Pizza, how could you burn my mouth?
I thought we had something special.