A piece of sky
Broke off and fell
Through the crack in the ceiling
Right into my soup,
KERPLOP!
I really must state
That I usually hate
Lentil soup, but I ate
Every drop!
Delicious delicious
(A bit like plaster),
But so delicious, goodness sake--
I could have eaten a lentil-soup lake.
It's amazing the difference
A bit of sky can make.
my name is not on this section, can we please get this boring thing over with.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sometimes a child may feel that he would like to break out of his own existence and act like someone else