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Pizza Pie

A Rambling Poem

By Mother CombsPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
Pizza Pie
Photo by Nadya Spetnitskaya on Unsplash

Pizza pie

In the sky

Jesus needs by

To slap that fly

Did you even try

To get high

Or did you just die

To get into my supply

Is your hair dry

Then apply

This gel you buy

Did you see the sky

It looks like an eye

With a sty

Don’t you dare lie

I’ll make you cry

Then, I will deny

That I am a spy

Oh, my my

Just you and I

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About the Creator

Mother Combs

Come near, sit a spell, and listen to tales of old as I sit and rock by my fire. I'll serve you some cocoa and cookies as I tell you of the time long gone by when your Greats-greats once lived.

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  • Dharrsheena Raja Segarran2 years ago

    Lol, this was a weird and fun one! I love it!

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