Hotch Potch Soup

I start off being optimistic With my big saucepan Only as a last resort will I ever Eat soup from a can. I assemble all the ingredients From a list I’ve not written down Caremelise the onions. Until they’re nice and brown. Slice up some items Dice all the rest Cut the mushroom small I think that’s best. I slow cooked a Ham to Provide a liquid base Carefully and slowly I stir this into place. I crumble in a cube, flavour Depending on what I’ve got Bring it slowly to the boil and Keep it simmer hot. I use a hand held blender To get rid of all the lumps Get it smooth and even Get rid of all the clumps. I taste it in anticipation. Always a potential waste It’s hot smooth and digestible But has such a bland taste. indeterminate and indefinable And no matter how I’ve tried The supposed soup’s variety Just can’t be identified So it’s down to my reviver I alway need to use to fix it Worcester, Soy, and Balsamic, And then I liberally mic it. Sling in some lazy garlic Just for good measure Amazingly these Ingredients Just add to the palate’s pleasure It’s a hotchpotch of flavours With a lot of spicy heat Not the sort of thing a gourmet Would willingly choose to eat But we consume every last drop We just can’t stand any waste And hope springs eternal one day It will conform to conventional taste.