A Bowl Of Friendship Soup
By Ceejay Writer
I want to fly away with you
In a shiny spoon-shaped ship
Off to a planet made of soup
Where we can swim and sip!
We’ll loll about on a cracker shore,
Beneath the crouton moons
And gawk at creatures in broth galore
Made of noodles, singing tunes.
And when we’ve had our fun and fill
Of landscapes so enchanted
We’ll come back home and never will
Take minestrone for granted.
Posted on August 10, 2010 by eric