The Soup Is Down
The Soup Is Down
Now is the winter of her discontent
It started since no soup was sent
Off into the ether, gone somewhere
I hope someone somewhere hears my prayer
Return her to her soup I beg
She cannot even get out of bed
her fix is needed straight away
She can’t go on another day
She sympathise with any addict
She is now cold turkey who could predict?
Please, please, she needs the good soup back
Her nourishment I know she lacks
She is wasting away before my eyes
Her family are scared tis no surprise
They cajole and tempt with nourishing things
But her soup is all they need to bring
Return her to it I beg you please
her family need her and off her knees
She will return to normal I know
When the soup returns you she will show.
Get well soon PD
I have just adapted an old poem for David Williams contest The soup is Down" I have changed it from 1st person to second person, he didn't like it I hope you do...
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