Hot and Sour Soup

Hot and sour soup.

Hot and sour soup.

Whenever you were sick,

that was always what we’d do.

You didn’t have to tell me.

From your scent,

I always knew.

Hot and sour soup.

Hot and sour soup.

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Crab Rangoon.

Crab Rangoon.

Whenever you were hungry,

you’d ask that we get this too.

They were right around the corner

so we knew

they’d get here soon.

Crab Rangoon.

Crab Rangoon.

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A fortune in a treat.

A fortune in a treat.

You didn’t like them much.

You’d always give your

fortune

to me.

I’d read the tales aloud

and would compare them to our

dreams.

A fortune in a treat.

A fortune in a

dream.

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Oh, fortune,

Why didn’t you warn me about a

certain thing?

Why couldn’t you

foretell

that him and I weren’t

meant to be?

It was for me to

figure out,

that all this time didn’t mean a

thing.

The next time that I order out,

I’ll be sure not to listen to these

Screams.

Because it didn’t mean a thing.

It didn’t mean a thing.

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The fortunes in my head,

were all nothing but little schemes.

I eat my meals alone

and I’m the one who gifts me treats.

It’s always something silly

that gets me thinking

about you.

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Like,

Hot and sour soup.

Hot and sour

soup.