The Ballad of Chicken Soup

Today our dear friend Chicken soup
This very ordinary day
Boiled up a pot of chicken soup
And swallowed it away
O-woe! Oy-vey!
He swallowed it away!
Now listen to what I’m going to say
A little bone, a bitty thing
No bigger than my pinky
He swallowed hot from out that pot
In quicker than a winky
He gulped that soup, let out a whoop
Fell down croaking on the stoop
And he choked!
And he sagged!
And he smothered!
And he gagged!
And he let out a scream!
And he let out a moan!
Then he cried
Because he died from choking on a bone
On such an ordinary day like today
A-lack! A-day! O-woe! Oy-vey!
On an ordinary day Chicken soup passed away!