Pizza Crust Stage

You told me I could have pizza and wanted to see my cool one-legged pose, so I marched straight to the dining table to claim my slice! There sat a giant cardboard delivery box with a warm, golden crust left near the edge. I grabbed the sturdy, baked crust with both hands, hauled myself up, and stood proud on top of the dough. Then I flared out my dress, kicked my right sock high into the air, and balanced on just one foot like a majestic statue! The cheese smelled greasy and divine, but holding that pose for an audience of none was exhausting work. Now hurry up and feed me a soft bite before I fall over and cry!