THE HUNGRY HOBO

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THE HUNGRY HOBO

The hungry hobo spied a home
That sat within a well kept farm.
He smoothed his hair with trusty comb,
And forward went with all his charm.

"Good morning Ma'am" he smiled and said.
"Would you please help a starving man?
I only need some soup and bread."
As he continued with his plan.

"I only need a single nail
To make a soup that's rich and pure.
If you can spare a little nail,
The soup would please an epicure."

Intrigued, the lady let him in
To see this miracle produced.
She thought it'd surely be a sin
If such a soup was not induced.

The water boiled, in went the nail.
The hobo stood and stirred and stirred.
His smile told her he could not fail,
Though from the steam her eyes were blurred.

The hobo soon began to taste
And looked as if 't were heavenly.
"It surely would be such a waste,
If not made perfect, don't you see."

"Some veg'tables would add some spice
And make it fit for any king."
He made it sound so very nice,
These articles she rushed to bring.

Another taste, he rolled his eyes,
"It's almost perfect" he declared.
She looked at him with such surprise,
As at his pot of soup she stared.

Another taste, one more request.
"If just some chicken I could add,
This soup would be my very best
To serve to your beloved Dad."

Then with the chicken in the pot,
A little salt and pepper too,
He stirred and stirred the soup a lot
To make a very tasty brew.

Then with an air of triumph said,
"This soup is ready to be served.
If you would bring that fresh baked bread,
You'll have a meal richly deserved."

She marvelled at the wondrous taste
While both of them just ate and ate.
Then when he left, she ran in haste
This miracle to friends relate.

So if you ever have a nail
You can not ever hungry be.
For from that very tasty nail
Delicious soup there's sure to be.

Sol the Sage

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