Split Pea Soup

I love my homemade split pea soup With tiny bits of ham A bit is like a bite of it To bring an extra wham I never knew the peas I grew Were fit to taste so good Until I ate them in a pod Or split them when I could The salty peas are buttery To satisfy my taste I love to eat them in a bowl Without unduly haste If anyone should call on me To satisfy the group The subject is my garden pea Or ham and split pea soup But that is just a ploy, it seems For what they crave the most Is what my stove is cooking now When I return as host My split pea pot is portly plus For groups and friends who call The conversation always turns To how I please them all If you are not familiar With a split pea luxury Then you should deviate your day To share some soup with me.