21st century saga

the delivered pizza pie

came to me upside down.

the vegetarian toppings formed a red,

green, black, and yellowish mess as I flipped it

saucy-side-up and began to eat it.

the pre-cut triangular slices varied in size

from ridiculously wide to skinny-pickle.

the big boys draped downward at the point

forced by their own weight when lifted

from the top's rolling crust.

this is the prescribed modus operandi.

I'll say, though, the taste was above average

when measured against past pizza pies.

in full disclosure:

“pizza pie” is a term of endearment

often spoken of, by the 20th century sage,

Edward “Lilly-white” Norton,

and is repeated here without authorization.