poopling soup recipes #41

there was an old sun that killed the knight 
the legend says it was quite the smite
as tales go its a yawn
it all went down at dawn
then into the day that sun took flight


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poopling soup recipes #50

there was a cursed monk with a pet duck 
the monk was said to have been moonstruck
when he roasted his pet
he took it to the vet
who knew good luck and ate the monks duck

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poopling soup recipes #112

there was an old bard who liked the dark
he was caged in the hull of the ark
fermenting his poems
in clay jeroboams
which the old bard hid from his pet snark

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poopling soup recipes #43

there was a monk on a vapour trail
who caught fish in a bottomless pail
his belly was bloated
with thoughts never quoted
they said that monk never did exhale

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poopling soup recipes #30

there was a monk who slept on a cloud 
till the snores from the moon got to loud
he moved to a sea cave
where they held a trance rave
and the monk surfed the euphoric crowd

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poopling soup recipes #54

there was a hero of no action 
who saw mirrors as a distraction
he never took a bath
on the sociopath
where friends avoided interaction


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poopling soup recipes #217

there was a prince whose ghost wrote a book
it was all about an elite sook
the books ink spilled blue blood
press wallowed in the mud
while jihad said he was a war crook

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poopling soup recipes #45

there was an alien lost at sea 
to find the stars he climbed the ship's tree
the sand clouds blocked the map
in this strange worlds sandtrap
that the alien wanted to flee



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poopling soup recipes #81

there was a fetus who lay on slate 
feeling the cold hand of mother fate
he wrote life is ho hum
Bum shitty shitty glum
then that fetus went for an ice skate

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poopling soup recipes #27

there was a tortphant and a tall tree 
they lived as one for a time you see
the news said climate change,
burnt their home on the range
while a wild man with a match went free

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tortphant-a tortoise crossed with an elephant