Do you feel like people who like pineapple on pizza are wrong?

Burning be on you, Pineapple Pizza! You shall have no souls, nor spirits, nor bodies, nor shades nor magic nor bones, nor hair nor utterance nor words glorifying you as delicious! You shall have no grave, nor house nor hole nor tomb that speaks of your fructose abomination.

You shall have no garden, nor tree nor bush. You shall have no water, nor bread nor light nor fire. You shall have no children eating you, nor family nor heirs nor tribe that devour your fructose! You shall have no head smelling you, nor arms holding you, nor legs nor gait delivering you, nor seed in the soil. You shall have no stores on any planet.

Your plants shall not be permitted to come up from the depths, and they shall never be among those permitted to live upon the earth. On no day shall you behold Shai-Hulud, but you shall be bound and fettered in the nethermost abomination and your tree branches shall never enter into the glorious light for ever and ever.'

Death to the Pineapple Pizza!