Poem: An Ode to my Brown, Soupy Lunch

no, this is not poop.

it's merely black bean soup

and it tastes like a chili that's been chewed up already.

i know i'm no dr. seuss,

but i could srsly eat a moose.

(and thing 1 and thing 2 to boot.)

my tongue feels all fuzzy

but i'm sick of bein' chubby

so i'm going to finish this brown soupey soup.

thank you.