Soup Du Jour

I always have my lunch in a little coffee shop around the corner from work (actually I’m sat there as I’m typing this). They have a soup of the day board (The goulash is gorgeous). This daft little poem came to me while looking at it.

A little bit more
Of your soup du jour
Never mind the price
I’ll happily pay twice
For some bread to mop
Every last drop
Of your wonderful
Soup du jour.

Hope you enjoy, please feel free to comment.
The Lonely Recluse.

~ by The Lonely Recluse on May 21, 2015.