Split Pea Soup
I’m not a cook and rarely do
But when the weather’s cold,
I sometimes make a pot of soup;
It’s pretty good, I’m told.
A bag of split peas does the trick
With carrots and some dill.
Some hours on the stove and then
Ta-ta to winter’s chill.
It makes a hearty winter lunch
And warms me up inside
When others polish off a bowl
My efforts did provide.
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