Yes I know it's spelt Pisa, It's called poetic license.
I keep mine in my wallet, In case the poetry police
ask for it.



THE LEANING TOWER OF PIZZA

À lop sided Christmas tree,
Is just like the wife and me.
Try as hard as we might,
Me and my old flower stand up.
As straight as the tower of pizza.
As it sways about in all types of
weather, so please tell me,
How do they stick all those pizzas
together.




Poetry by Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2023-12-14 at 01:22

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Sameen The PoetBay support member heart!
I wish I was eating a leaning tower of pizza right about now haha
2023-12-18