Tomato Soup

 
When Meathead came into the house
we all yelled, "Oh my gosh!"
Tomato soup soon filled the sink
to give our dog a wash.

He reeked like rotten sauerkraut,
mixed with moldy funk.
Meathead had been scented
by a smellorific skunk.

After scrubbing Meathead clean
it seemed like such a waste
to let that soup go down the drain,
I thought, "How would it taste?"

Tomato soup is something 
that my brother likes to eat.
So, I filled a bowl and placed it 
on the table by his seat.

 
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