In eighteen eighty-nine, on a sunny day,  

Queen Margherita came to Naples Bay.  

With King Umberto by her side,  

She toured the city far and wide.

But little did the royal pair know,  

A culinary delight awaited the show.  

In a humble kitchen, Esposito prepped,  

A pizza creation, over which he’d wept.

Green basil fresh, like the fields of spring,  

White mozzarella, the joy it would bring.  

Red ripe tomatoes, a vibrant delight,  

On a golden crust, cooked just right.

The pizza, a vision of colors so grand,  

Represented Italy, the beloved homeland.  

Esposito presented, with pride in his eyes,  

A dish to take the royals by surprise.

"Pizza Margherita," he proudly proclaimed,  

For the queen, this masterpiece was named.  

She took a bite, her eyes did gleam,  

This pizza was more than a dream.

With a nod and a smile, she expressed her delight,  

Pizza Margherita, the star of the night.  

Word spread fast, from the court to the street,  

Soon everyone wanted this delicious treat.

Thus began the journey, this pizza's rise,  

From Naples' kitchens to the world's eyes.  

A blend of simplicity and regal flair,  

Pizza Margherita, beyond compare.

So next time you enjoy this classic delight,  

Remember the queen’s visit, that starry night.  

For in each bite, history’s taste does dwell,  

A legacy of flavors, a tale to tell.