poopling soup recipes #140

there was a poet that wore strange wigs 
they were made with wool and broken twigs
his rhymes were always corked 
their meaning often forked 
as that poet wrote between rum swigs


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poopling soup recipes #128

there was a poet in a fresh grave 
who rang a bell for his butler dave 
but dave had gone away 
to serve time without pay
for giving the poet his last shave 

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poopling soup recipes #199

there was a goblin driving a car 
after drinking all night in a bar 
the road threw a hard right 
then ducked down out of sight 
thats how goblin's world became fubar

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poopling soup recipes #201

there was a bard down to his last dregs 
he could smell his devils rotten eggs
a shadow held his hand 
it's skin felt like wet sand 
as the bards opus ran out of legs 

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poopling soup recipes #209

there was an ape sitting in a tree 
he jumped from his damp nest to fly free 
orange leaf raindrops fell 
on the broke carousel
as the ape joined the fun parks debrie 

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poopling soup recipes #133

there was a peddler escaping jail
through the belly of a great white whale 
only to be stranded
when darkness expanded 
as the white whale slowly did exhale

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poopling soup recipes #130

there was an old poet oracle 
who saw all fate as historical 
when he saw his own end 
it drove him round the bend 
the poet's doom allegorical

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poopling soup recipes #138

there was a witch living in a box 
her partner was a bit of an ox 
their romance a pox maze 
to the end of their days 
when their storms washed away their love box  

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authors  notes 


pox -,a curse.

poopling soup recipes #202

there was a wizard cutting a lime 
the lime aroused an internal rhyme 
he watched one more sunset
smoked his last cigarette 
then that wizard met with father time 

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author's notes- not a Limerick it's a lymberbrick

an inflating haiku

inflations just greed
tree crowns blocking the daylight 
roots draining pockets  

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