Poem -

(theres a bone of contention in my soup)

(theres a bone of contention in my soup)

the thin line between mushroom
and chicken soup,
is anticipation, especially when
you can only swallow liquidised
food, and on Christmas Day I980
lookingforward to chicken soup..
and got mushroom!..
My disappointment was measured,
in twenty three spoons.

 

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pauline codd

..I was gutted in 1980, I wasnt better till mid Jan, I'd eat anything cooked by mum, if only she could come back..xx

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