(for comp) Duck Soup

Soup, a bowl of gloop
A spoon of this is bliss abused
A liquid fairytale of laziness
Today I get to choose
My options red tomato smoothie or a salad turned to water
To pick of these is picking life between my only son and daughter
I confide my tears in serviettes, regretful and ashamed
How 2 of mostly dirty snacks could make it to my plate
I dream of being free to fly
To ease, and keep my peace of mind
To truly never give a fuck
I wish that I could be a duck
They say you are what you did eat, a pleasant notion, sure
If I could choose another dish, this is what I'd wish for
Give me wings of liquid, let me drink you beak and claws
I need a bowl of duck soup, please sir, may I have some more