Soup of Health
creamy roads on my soup
create an illusion of well being-
rains pour down my cheeks
rivulets of rain
go down the muddy drain
as soup keeps me sane
sanity has a price I think,
demolishing the creamy roads
as I eat the rice in soup
fork is completely useless
to trudge through those roads
I lick the spoon spotless
if I should die now
think only this of me-
she loved rich soups!
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