From Soup To Nuts

Oh, can I run with this one....I better be careful!!!..... Soup to nuts, When I spilt the bowl, You could hear me yell, From the lower parts of hell, I screamed "There's a soup In my fly!!!" Oh me, oh my..... Give me first aid, Before my sperm start to fade, And if the truth you hide, I will swear you lied, Cause the truth is plain, That your soup did maim, My manhood right to claim, I walk out of here, but it's very clear... This restaurant you own, Will soon enough pay your loan, for damages to me, Which you'll never see!! for Rene', Shar, Rhoda, Jack Reed, Christy, Ruby, Laine, Cile, Joe, Karen, Vernette,Kim,Teresa,Patricia,John, Danielle,John,Charles,Vince,Wilfredo, Michael,Orma,Caryl,Brian,Rhea,Jessica, and all the wonderful poets who make "The Soup" the delicacy, the gourmet mind treat, the spirit reviver, the place to have fun...the place to BELONG!!!!! I love you all,- you have greatly enriched my life, annnnnd spark whatever creativity I can muster... God Bless........