Split Pea Soup - Poem by George Hunter
One cold winter day when
My senses were beginning to droop
I got an uncanny longing
For some split pea soup.
Put lots of water
In a large pot.
Turned on the stove
Way up to hot.
Added a pound of dried split peas
Some onion and pepper.
It made me sneeze.
Set the stove to a very slow cook
Then went to the den to finish my book.
When about done, added some ham for flavor
As my dedication to tastiness did not waver.
Man that smelled good, so poured in my bowl
A delicious meal for this merry old soul.
So, all you good people, put on your bibs
On a blustery day this will stick to your ribs!
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