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My pizza poem inspired by last night’s delivery:
Domino’s Pizza, how do I hate thee?
Let me count the ways.
Your sauce is like Drano
And goes down quite hard.
Your crust is so boring
And tastes like playing cards.
Your toppings are lame
And already made me fart.
You cut the pizza poorly
So it couldn’t pull apart.
Your 2+ hour delivery time was so long
We should have gotten a DiGiorno and avoided something so wrong.
Ah, but Domino’s Pizza, my daughter likes your pies, so I’m stuck.
And you will continue to take my buck.
Which means I’m out of luck.
Fu€k.
Thank you for reading my Domino’s pizza poem.
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