I am hungry

Nothing is in my pantry

Craving the yellow-orange-ish delicacy

But I am too lazy to go to the store

So I am going to order that circular dinner served from a square

In which that circle is cut into triangles.

While I call Pizza Hut I am challenged

By an inanimate object which has

Six sides and split into nine pieces

With a different color each side

As it sits on my table not even the size of my palm

Is a burden of my lack of intelligence that I will solve.

When my delicacy is delivered I realize his transportation is odd

It is brown, has hoofs, and is furry.

I just ignore it and when I get inside after taking my prize

I race to get one of those triangular slices in my mouth

So while I am eating, my pink, bumpy, and neural circuit sender for my tastebuds

Is extatic for this cheezy and pepperoni filled delight

I have been satisfied from this nurishment

But it’s too bad I’ve eaten it all already.