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Hey Waiter, There's a Guy In My Soup

There’s a guy in my soup sir This is really quite lame, There’s a guy in my soup sir But he won’t give his name. He was not on the menu When I first placed my order And I have my suspicions He’s from south of the border. It’s a quality issue And your rep will soon tarnish I am not even sure if He is protein or garnish. Oh my God did you hear? Now he claims my soup’s his! He discovered it! Wow! This guy’s lost all his fizz. Makes you wonder how he Ever thought this would float For no ocean would pass Such a lunatic’s boat. There’s a guy in my soup Let me tender this reason When his ancestors crossed In-bred royalty’s season. Brian Johnston October 31, 2015

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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