Suppe

Helgen nærmer seg og Deerstalker skal arbeide. Diktet under er ment å illustrere hvordan han antar at hans konversasjon vil arte seg henimot søndag eftermiddag. Det er – selvfølgelig – av Lewis Carroll, fra tiende kapittel av Alice.

Beautiful Soup
Beautiful Soup, so rich and green,
Waiting in a hot tureen!
Who for such dainties would not stoop?
Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup!
Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup!

Beau – ootiful Soo – oop!
Beau – ootiful Soo – oop!
Soo – oop of the e – e – evening,
Beautiful, beautiful Soup!

Beautiful Soup! Who cares for fish,
Game, or any other dish?
Who would not give all else for two
Pennyworth only of Beautiful Soup?
Pennyworth only of beautiful Soup?

Beau – ootiful Soo – oop!
Beau – ootiful Soo – oop!
Soo – oop of the e – e – evening,
Beautiful, beauti – FUL SOUP!