Poetry Corner: Heinz Tomato Soup

soupe-canWarhol didn’t pick you, my mother did,
She made you my comfort,
Long before Asda put you on special offer

Warm, thick and luminescent red,
You made it better whenever I was sick in bed,
My little hug from my steaming hot mug.

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