Fly Me to the Moon
Renewing old acquaintances.
I heard that my friend Carlo
now resides on the moon.
I hope to go and visit him
as early as May or June.
I have to send an e-mail
to Richard Branson, Esquire
telling him a first-class seat
is one that I really require
on his inaugural moon flight.
I hope the journey is smooth
but if there is turbulence
a glass of bubbly will soothe.
My mate hails from Rome
and has the fantastic idea
to be a gastronomy pioneer
and to open a lunar pizzeria.
High up in the atmosphere
I’ll be truly on cloud nine
and know that his excitement
will be greater than mine.
I will hear his booming voice
yelling, “Welcome, avanti.” **
and celebrate the occasion
with a bottle of vintage Chianti.
© Luigi Pagano 2021
** come in! in Italian
Luigi, i love the idea of a “lunar pizzeria” and look forward to an invite to the opening!
It goes without saying that we are all invited. The more, the merrier.Cheers.
Can I have pepperoni on mine?
By all means, Gordon. Plenty of choices on the menu. Doesn’t a ‘Quattro Stagioni’ appeal to you?
Despite the fanciful, and humorous nature of this, Luigi, I couldn’t help myself for questioning how on earth (moon) Carlo is going to grow his tomatoes before Branson’s inaugural flight? That was, of course, until I went bonkers with it and realised that he might have been watching too much Nigella and her monnblushed tomatoes (whilst quaffing his ‘Tuscan Moon’. Hic. 🙂
Allen
Dear Allen, you may have underestimated the resourcefulness of the Italians. He would have arranged his own transport and doesn’t need to wait for Branson’s flight. He will have brought with him all the ingredients (‘passata’ in lieu of tomatoes, yeast, dough, oil, etc.). The only snag I envisage is that he may not be able to operate the oven at the hot temperature it needs. Mind you, he’s very technically minded and not an ignoramus like me.
Cheers, Luigi