poopling soup recipes #42

there was a monk who talked to a rock 
he carried the rock in a worn sock 
the sock had stepped in hell
the rock hated the smell
so the monk cast them into a loch 

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poopling soup recipes #157

the madgawd's cookedbook Pg 8

there was a bot tinkering with time 
he built a temple on a lost dime
here the gawds hacked the meek
to give the bots their clique
then the gangs went forth to spread their grime 

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poopling soup recipes #105

there once was a river that ran dry 
the fish all evolved so did not die 
they put wheels on boats 
had parades with floats 
to celebrate the jolly blowfly 

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poopling soup recipes #16

there was a mage in a barren land 
who blew poisoned seeds from his clay hand
the rains searched for the seeds 
that made the land bleed weeds 
while the mage's urn head filled with sand 

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poopling soup recipes #156

the madgawd's cookedbook Pg 7  

there was a madgawd who had a pet 
a maddawg according to the vet 
they took  walks in a park
cruised the brine on a ark  
while dreaming up the wars they'd beget 

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poopling soup recipes #48

there was a gorgon in a jazz bar 
who had a smile like a distant scar 
she watched the statues dance 
while shadows did advance
she watched it all from her pickle jar 

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poopling soup recipes #74

there was a mage who was burnt alive 
then healed with honey from a beehive 
when he woke from been fried 
he cursed his luck and lied
while teaching zombies how to survive 

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poopling soup recipes #155

the madgawd's cookedbook Pg 6 

there was a madgawd who was divine 
he'd pull levers to make scenes align 
when he took a long nap
he forgot the rain tap
and forty winks drowned his stage in brine 

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poopling soup recipes #68

there was a fetus looking for truth 
whose search lead to the kissing booth 
what horrors it conceived 
if the seer's believed 
so fetus removed it's wisdom tooth 

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fetus is a metaphor for an idea not fully fleshed out or developed or still developing .the image of a fetus as an idea came to me when i was sitting in a meeting and the C.E.O said "allow this baby was my brain child blah blah blah we  need to abort the idea... "

poopling soup recipes #35

there was a knight who suffered a slur 
twas by a god he thought was a cur
a crusade to heaven 
with a details seven 
let sir knight rape dates and drink liqueur

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