-. To Thee Oh Karen!
I am glued to thee oh soupers!
Many of you I have never seen
From places I have never been
Yet I feel thy sights and sounds… so super
I am addicted to thee oh soupers
With unknown faces… I do not worry,
Your history is written in my dazzling diary
I’m lost in thy pages oh proud pens… I wander
I am proud of thee oh soupers!
I startle at the stars in thy saintly sky,
I’m surprised… pens grew wings to fly
In a pot of soup where words work wonder… I wonder
I am indebted to thee oh soupers!
Amongst thee is this blessed berry
A shining cherry, one and only Karen O’Leary;
In this global garden we glow and grow… together
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