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Feb 2023
I now understand the non-crust people
The people who don't eat the pizza crust

You know those people?
The ones who don't eat the crust after they finish the pizza?

When the marinara
The mozzarella
And the accoutrement are gone
That last piece of bread
With nothing else on it
Nothing but crust
You know those people?
You probably grew up with those people
The non-crust people
And you ask
Why don't you want your crust?
My favorite part is the crust!
And they say
I just don't need it.
I just don't like the crust.

Why don't they want the crust?
What's so bad about just bread?
There's nothing wrong with the crust
I never thought there was anything wrong with the crust
I genuinely did love the crust.

But I've reached a point,
Where I've had too much crust
And not enough of what makes a pizza,
A pizza
Elizabeth Sommers
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Elizabeth Sommers  18/F
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