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The Wonderful Wonderful Soupstone

Hanging from a string in my mama's kitchen

Back in the hard time days

Was a little ol' stone 'bout the size of an apple

It was smooth and worn and grey

There wasn't much food in my mama's kitchen

So whenever things got tight

Mama boiled up some water, put in the stone,

and said, "Let's have some soup tonight!"

 

And I swear you could taste the chicken and tomatoes

And the noodles and the marrowbone

But it really wasn't nothin but some water and potatoes

And the wonderful, wonderful Soupstone

 

It had been in the family for a whole lotta years

So we knew it was a nourishing thing

And I remember mama as she stirred it in the water

And we could all hear her sing,

"It's a magical thing and as long as we got it,

We'll never have a hungry night

Just add a little love to the wonderful Soupstone

And everything will be alright"

 

And I swear you could taste the chicken and tomatoes

And the noodles and the marrowbone

But it really wasn't nothin' but some water and potatoes

And the wonderful, wonderful Soupstone

 

So it carried us all through the darkening days

Til finally the sunshine came

And the Soupstone started into gathering dust

But it hung there just the same

And ever since then the food's been plenty

But every now and then I find

Mama in the kitchen with the wonderful Soupstone

Drifts across my mind

 

And again I can taste the chicken and tomatoes

And the noodles and the marrowbone

But it really wasn't nothin' but some water and potatoes

And the wonderful, wonderful Soupstone

 

--Shel Silverstein

dblongwo dblongwo 41-45, M Apr 12, 2008

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