I wasted five bucks again.
This time on too much soup
Instead of an over-sized brazier,
Which I suppose is better
Since I did get some use out of the soup.
It wasn’t spicy as the label said,
It wasn’t thick, the way it looked.
I didn’t finish even half of it,
But at least I did drink some.
That brazierre, the lady said,
Was one size fits all
And I grabbed it,
Happy to have one
With no bones
To poke or scrape me,
Only to find out when I got home
That there was an X on it.
There were probably two X’s on it.
Well it was only five dollars wasn’t it?
Well now it’s ten.