My mom said, "Eat all your soup,
every piece of chicken and every noodle."
But there's a cow in my soup.
I need to get him out of there.
I don't know if he can swim.
How he got there, I'm not aware.
My mom says, "Stop slurping your soup,"
every time he starts to moo.
Heck, I'm just hoping he doesn't poop
He keeps splashing me with his tail.
My mom says, "You're making a mess."
She must have gotten this soup on sale.
I give up; it's no use.
My mom says, "For dessert,
We're having chocolate mousse."
A Child's Imagination While Eating
Cow In My Soup
Published by Family Friend Poems September 2019 with permission of the Author.
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