Written just now. I'm hungry and it's lunch time.


SOUP!

Cream of cheddar, seafood chowder
Noodles made with Lipton's powder.
Don't call broth a consomme,
I was not brought up that way!
Borscht and bisque and cabbage stew-p,
Grandma's homemade chicken soup;
Soup for lunch or soup for dinner,
In my belly, soup's a winner!



Poetry by Nancy Sikora
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Written on 2010-12-31 at 18:12

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vladimir todor turmanev
Well said. Haut' cuisine of the proletariat.
2011-01-01



How 'bout a shout-out for split pea!
2010-12-31