Pizza

Ode to a Slice

In a humble kitchen, dough is rolled,
A golden disc, both thin and bold,
It waits beneath the oven’s glow,
Where bubbles form and aromas flow.

Tomato sauce, a ruby tide,
Spreads evenly, with herbs applied,
Basil leaves in fragrant swirl,
A whisper of the Mediterranean whirl.

Mozzarella drapes in snowy sheets,
Melting slow to tender treats,
Pepperoni circles, crisp and brown,
Or mushrooms nestled, earth‑bound crown.

A sprinkle of oregano, a pinch of sea‑salt,
Finishing touches that never fault,
The crust arrives, a crisp-edged crown,
Soft within, yet sturdy‑down.

Each bite delivers a warm embrace,
A symphony of taste and space,
From Naples streets to British towns,
Pizza unites, in joy it crowns.

So raise a slice, let crumbs fall free,
Savour the simple, pure glee—
For in that humble, cheesy round,
Lies comfort, love, and common ground.