Ghost of pizza past
Haunting me with fragrant wisps
Floating through the house
Might I find some left over
Alas, just an empty box
©2017 Annette Rochelle Aben
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Annette Rochelle Aben 
I SO know that feeling since we started getting ‘thin n crispy’ pizzas 🍕
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Ah yes, what a friend of mine calls, pizza toast… 😉
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That’s the stuff, Annette – all flavour and no substance 😱
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Ha, Ha! I love it! Your sense of humor shines through your words. Well done! ❤ (And, it's funny because I made my first gluten-free pizza crust last night and have been thinking about lunch, and it's still morning!! LOL!)
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Oh man, I firmly believe that pizza is one of those foods that cannot be boxed into one category. Anytime the tummy is growling, is pizza time!
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LOL! I even found dairy free cheese. I haven’t had a pizza in a couple years!
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Those aromas that tease the tummy..
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AND there are still 3 pieces left over from Sunday, that my brother didn’t eat. He had best lay claim to them soon or else…
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Perhaps, he’s forgotten 😁
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Ooo! Spook-tacular, Annette!
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Why, thank you, young lady. If I had my way, I’d be handing out piping hot slices of pizza instead of candy on Halloween. But I do not get my way… (drat the luck)
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Awesome, Annette. I love pizza.
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I do too and as I eat it so infrequently, it is a news worthy experience when I do.
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Happens to me all the time…. my sons are always faster 😂
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Must be a guy thing…
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LOL… agree 😂
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Love it! 🙂 xo
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Thank you, Lady! If I had my way, I’d eat pizza every week. Of course, my body is grateful that I do not do this…
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Aaaah, poor, hungry thing, you.
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I know, right… I’m wasting away… (hardly)
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So sad… Leftover Pizza and leftover spaghetti are two of my faves. Marinara sauce tastes so much better the second time around 🙂 ♥
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Yeah, whose idea of fun is this torture, eh? lol – however, on the bright side, I can second the “thumbs-up” for the leftover sketty. Like, YUM
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My goodness, now I have the urge for a “everything” slice:)
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Oh boy..
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funny one!
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🙂
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Pizza poetry is so enticing to the senses. Yum! 🙂
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And just as good, cold!
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Certainly is! ❤
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Cardboard does not taste the same even with the scent lingering. Lovely poem all the same Annette. By the way do you make your own? I have made our pizzas for years, healthier and tastier
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Thank you! Yes I do make my pizzas. In fact, I use a variety of things for crusts, including zucchini! Cheers
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HIlarious!
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