Sergent Pepperoni's Lonely Hearts Club Band
Sergent Pepperoni's Lonely Hearts Club Band
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Pizza Hut
Where bell peppers, onions, jalapeños, and grease
Have ruined many a poor boy’s gut
Mommas tell your children
Not to do as I have done
Extra large meat lovers with triple cheese
Is far too much food for one
The Grated Love Of All.
#PizzaToppingASongOrPoem
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From the spicy pepperoni
To the mozzarella cheese,
We will top the crust of pizza
With whatever stuff we please.
And to all gate-keepers on the web
Who proclaim they know the way,
We will proudly flaunt our pineapple
‘Cause it’s what we want today!