Windowlicker
Dreary eyed typing, stuck in a wonder,
A quiet knocking and shuffling of feet,
Left my computer and went to the door,
My pace quickened, and so did my heartbeat,
I cared not though, I made a few blunders,
I checked my locks and made ready to greet,
Opened the door, who was it? I implored,
However, here, there was only a treat,
That will be twenty-one dollars brother,
He popped open the pizza, filled with meat,
Thank you, but this is not what I paid for,
Buy it now, for an extra side of meat.