Poetry Soup

I'm a merry man, I'm not melancholic I have a fine taste for a pure frolic. The place where I live is nice and bucolic And perhaps you know I'm a soupaholic. So, three times per day I eat Soup made of beans, mushrooms and meat. But of course my favorite meal Is the fresh soup made of veal. Last week, on a social group I' ve read about "poetry soup". I gave it a try and ate it In the begining a little bit. Surprisingly, it was nutritious, Full of aromas and delicious. It deeply touched my inner part: My mind, my soul and my heart. So nothing is better, nothing is best Than poetry soup and a quiet rest.