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I Made A Pizza March 7, 2008

Posted by littlebangtheory in Dinner with TCR, poetry.

I made a pizza.

I burned the crust

To a smoldering slab of

Blackened dust.

I ate the toppings

‘Cause they weren’t burnt.

I wish the rest of

My pizza weren’t.



1. boxer rebel - March 7, 2008

From what i can see that ain’t nothin’. I would have eaten most of that, but maybe the bottom is worse than it looks. It just looks like a bit of the side is bunt and you can still salvage most of it, which I am guessing you did. I have eaten far more burnt pizza, possibly. By the way, what kind of pizza, I see what looks like chicken sausage, mushrooms?, garlic? tomatoes, not sure if there is anything else.

2. littlebangtheory - March 7, 2008

Twas charcoal on the bottom, the kind which turns to black granules when one tries to hold it.

And in truth, I did eat an embarrassing amount of it.

Half was artichoke hearts, portabella mushromes, roasted garlic and cheese; the other half was fresh tomatoes, basil and onions, topped with (you got it!) sun-dried tomato and basil chicken sausage, and of course, cheese.

I was going to write that, ’till I was overtaken by my Spastic Muse and passed that poem-stone. 🙂

3. distributorcap - March 8, 2008

the more burnt-er the better for me!

4. sherry - March 8, 2008

hey, looks o.k. i would have eaten most of it. the rest it seems was a burnt offing to the god of pizza! ; )

5. konagod - March 9, 2008

We made a pizza last night and damn fine it was! Leftovers today. Ours was a bit more round than that one. 😆

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