My Puppy Makes Pizza

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From the book The Biggest Burp Ever

My puppy makes pizza.
He bakes every day
In chef hat and apron
he’s quite the gourmet.
He’ll roll out some dough
and he’ll give it a toss,
then spread on a generous
topping of sauce.
He’ll heap it with cheeses
and mountains of meat,
but, still, it’s not something
you’d probably eat.
For though he makes pizza
with obvious flair,
it all ends up covered
with slobber and hair.

 — Kenn Nesbitt

Copyright © 2012. All Rights Reserved.

Reading Level: Grade 5

Topics: Animal Poems, Food Poems

Poetic Techniques: Alliteration, Descriptive Poems


From the Book The Biggest Burp Ever

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