Pizza?

Back home from a trip to Italy.

I log in to Domino's.

Go all in with the Italian options,

And await my delivery.

Knock, knock goes the door,

And knock once more.

The entrance to my home peeled back,

I squeeze a 'molto bene!' through my frowning lips.

Accept the concoction the driver offers in return,

And stagger forlornly to my bed.