Tomato Soup

by DourParoxysm   Jun 7, 2009


Something red that comes in a can
When it is dropped in a frying pan
It makes things taste mighty and delicious
How ever it tastes atrocious when you mix it with the fishes
However I do tend to find one problem wrong with this picture
That being one must have an exquisite palate or else it may result in stricture
Jason is one of those with a palate so strange you’d think he is suffering from disease
Kelsey only likes it with grilled cheese
All I can say is get that vermin away from me please!
To each his own or her own or whatever
But one thing is for sure it is better than liver

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