The Lad Makes Soup

Oh, it's a goodly soup,
a tasteful and happy thing
but not a soup for you. He says;
for what you could not bring.
It would need a carrot or two,
a stick of celery it wants,
or maybe a cup of savory dew,
ever before i could serve to you.
And if by chance you had
these things, to add into my pot,
i thought i might invite you;
lest you prefer i not.
But then, wouldn't it be worthier
for one such as yourself, if you had
a sprig of lamb's ear
sitting upon your shelf,
And thought to share into this pot,
where others dance and play,
would i invite you to my alonesome soup,
this wonderfully smellish day
...f

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This is wonderfull, maybe it's just me but this; well this may just be my favorite poem, and it kinda smells good too. ~Cooker
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Oh, I agree Cooker. What a delightful poem. And who better to pass judgment on it than a "Cooker"