yesterday's soup
A carrot suspends a hare desire;
Ice cream seems, an ear muffed mire.
Yet mettle brims a grim decipher;
Bet kettle ends St. Elmo's fire.
Oh how hyperbole accolades
steam fresh, a fashion window play
that score a side board cide sashay
pride bided in hang wring charade
many a chore, cavalcade blog, rides
Aboard 24 slash 7 cliches
hid amid aplenty house glass at bay.
Easy come, easy go; a come what may
confides.
But in that frozen 'bout face boast
vichyssoise, sorbet, then roast,
A plastic cup fit for the toast
points.
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