And I realized this was the wrong place.
“One large cheese pizza”
Sticking in the snow, a flag waved “Open,”
and the man behind the counter said “Hello.”
I called for one large cheese pizza,
and he smiled and said fifteen minutes.
Mmm, I thought; on the phone he said 10,
and sat down to watch the twelve o’clock news.
He turned the oven on and walked to the back.
Soon he came carrying a white bumpy circle
and opened the oven door and gave the doughy
circle a shove that sent it well inside the hot box.
The news was the same old and I was bored.
I picked up a menu and stared at the cover.
My eyes grew wide reading the name on the front;