Photo taken at MoMA by me
Simply soup adorns my walls
Soup above the couch, soup in the halls
Cream of chicken by the phone
So I can see soup while I make calls
Simply soup is all I need
Soup is my life, my only creed
Chicken noodle just on its own
I require soup to proceed
Sure, pastas and salads are great
But if you happen to ask what I ate
I’ll clutch my broth belly and moan
Simply soup is my fate
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C.Z.
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