poopling soup recipes #98

there was a monk that went wandering 
who stumbled on loose stones pondering 
as he gathered his thought
he built that what he sought 
a temple for minute squandering

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poopling soup recipes #87

there was a mage who found an old book
he was the worm,the tome the fish hook
when he reached the end 
he'd gone round the bend 
now he only speaks gobbledygook
 
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poopling soup recipes #165

the madgawd's cookedbook Pg 16

there was a madgawd who swept his stage
dressed as a bot they thought him a sage
he swept a new pathway 
for their worn soles of clay 
so the proxies threw him in a cage 

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poopling soup recipes #116

there was a monk who bathed in his gruel   
his clay stove burnt primordial fuel 
he fought bravely daily 
with his ukulele
but the monk died in a banjo duel 

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poopling soup recipes #114

there was a king covered in old sores 
from picking at scars from past cold wars 
he appeared in folk tales 
about his many fails 
twas a king that history abhors

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king  -in this poem king  is Vladimir Putin.
whereas in most of my pooplinng poem's king  is just metaphorical for a person  who thinks they have  power  and  control. 
this poem can still  be read  that way if one  likes as well. 🙂

poopling soup recipes #164

the madgawd's cookedbook Pg 15

there was a bot who built a machine 
to trap the nature of the obscene
the bot called it a clock 
it went tick tock tick tock
and the machine was fueled with benzene


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poopling soup recipes #212

there was an old archer who was blind 
who killed a young martyr who was kind 
rabbit on the crosshair 
chocolate hearts are rare
still it was the maid who was maligned

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poopling soup recipes #144

there was an old monk waving goodbye  
to his shadow staying back to die
the old moon was frosty
the stars gaze was salty 
the monk's shadow faded with a sigh  

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poopling soup recipes #163

the madgawd's cookedbook Pg 14

there was a madgawd in a tithe barn 
drones hovered above weaving a yarn 
his bot went walkabout 
to mend the web of doubt 
but the madgawd's bot had no darn darn

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poopling soup recipes #171

there was a leprechaun that self harmed 
his tormenting demons were well armed 
they beat him day and night 
till he lost his life's fight 
yet his friends all thought his life was charmed 

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