Calzone

I am trapped
inside a giant calzone.

For the thongest time,
I feared that I would end
my misspent days
baked inside a cake,
held fast in a pasty,
maybe even stifled by trifle
or killed by evil sild.

Never did I dream
that I would gasp my last
surrounded by mushrooms,
peppers and indescribable,
unidentifiable meat (possibly pony),
trapped inside a giant calzone
made by Fake Italian Toni.

I'm well outside my comfort zone.

B.R. 31/12/2017

Fake Italian Toni