My wife, Cute Judy Lee, has pizza on her mind. It’s ‘Are we going to get pizza today?’ Yes, every day, in the evening, afternoon and in the early morning too.
Cheese pizza…
hold the pepperoni …
Onions, garlic, and green and hot peppers too.
Add basil and I’ll sprinkle with Italian seasoning and yes some Fairy Dust too.
When it’s not pizza, well it’s her imaginary Pam that’s nagging her a lot of the time.
You said Pam again!!! Who is Pam anyway?
Honey, there never was, is or ever will be a Pam!
It’s only you, you see?
“Who is that knocking loudly at the door!?” She asks.
Ahh!!!
It’s just Pam, the pizza delivery madam’ that you do hear!
I do fear!
