poopling soup recipes #36

there was a goose in a traffic jam 
who dreamed of flying to whiskeydram 
he honked and he honked 
till he was quite zonked 
when he woke in a park in a pram 

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poopling soup recipes #69

there was a king who was a puppet 
who was wed to the queen of muppet 
the queen gave him a sock 
that wished to be a frock 
and the king so loved his frock puppet

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poopling soup recipes #152

the madgawd's cookedbook Pg 3

there was a madgawd who had his flaws 
he made a bot with no fangs or claws 
it's A.I was suspect 
it's systems imperfect
so the madgawd manufactured laws

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poopling soup recipes #102

there was an old witch who dared to smile 
so her fiends in pews put her on trial 
her tongue became all thumbs 
while spitting out cake crumbs 
the witch's world judged by the meanile 


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poopling soup recipes #34

there was a great head born on a spike 
who wished they had legs to ride a bike
while a bod rode headless 
amongst the god's feckless 
round and round a great head on a trike  

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poopling soup recipes #151

the madgawd's cookedbook Pg 2

there was a madgawd who looked for clues 
so he put on his chequered gum shoes 
to find who stole his scene
some suspected athene 
but the madgawd did himself accuse 

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gumshoe -originally used to describe a thief in late 1800 before been used to describe a detective in the early 1900 based on the shoes sole that they wore.  

poopling soup recipes #110

there was an angel who dropped the ball 
so man only ever learnt to crawl  
thus snakes walk fertile lands  
in political bands 
domesticating man as their thrall  

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poopling soup recipes #61

there was an old hag that loved the moon
the moon loved her and at night they'd spoon 
when the sun burnt his hag 
the moon loaded his mag 
then the moon shot that star at high noon 

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poopling soup recipes #149

the madgawd's cookedbook Pg 1 

there was a madgawd who dreamt the scenes 
but he stayed lost within the machines
a whistle blew a scream 
burnt tears released as steam
but a madgawd knows what it all means 

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poopling soup recipes #127

there was a chef that made poisoned food 
she cooked up her moon broth in the nood 
the sight of her true form 
caused mere men to transform 
into village prudes who barbecued

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