Wednesday 29 February 2012

Poem: Pea and ham soup day...

This is a regular pot of soup in our house, I make it once a week with the cheapest gammon cuts I can find. 


A rhyming recipe for Pea and Ham Soup
Today is the day for pea and ham soup,
and if you don’t like it you can eat poop, (juvenile but it rhymes).
Take up your gammon, and cut into chunks,
Don’t get distracted, by tv chef hunks.
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Boil a big pot, with some water to cover,
Try not to think, you have become like your mother.
Throw in an onion, and some tater’s to boot.
Leave now to simmer- Oh what a hoot!
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If the water get’s low, you know what to do,
Just add enough, you want it to stew.
Until it is easy, to pull it apart.
Then take up a knife and stab through the heart…
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Of the meat to make sure it’s tender,
Oh, the raptures, the joys, the fantastical splendor.
Throw in a bag of sweet frozen peas.
Your family will think, you are the bees knees.
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When it’s become, a pot full of squash.
Take up your blender and make like a mosh.
Squishing the suckers, to your heart’s delight.
To whatever consistency, you think is right.
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We have reached the end, you are done, you are finished.
The lumpy ingredients, now sadly deminished.
Sloppy, soupy, goodness that’s greeny and gloopy.
You’re now the proud owner of pea and ham soupy.
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Copyright © Maria Dowse 2012


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