poopling soup recipes #02

there was an old coin that lived curbside 
in a wallet he once did reside 
then one day he was spent 
now he lives in a tent 
in a world ruled by jekyll and hyde 

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poopling soup recipes #11

there was a mower that took drugs 
when the world refused him his hugs 
some made him mulch slower 
some a faster mower 
when he chased the blue ladybugs 

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poopling soup recipes #83

there was an young hip hare with long ears
who explored a hole pot of frontiers 
he watched the seasons change 
from his home on the range
where he sat stewing in his own tears 

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poopling soup recipes #104

there was an old gator high on mirth 
that met a stork carrying a myth's birth 
the gator ate the  stork 
off his tuning pitch fork 
then the gator burped and rubbed his girth 

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poopling soup recipes #08

there was a grey wolf they called the brute 
he took his false teeth out to look cute 
as votes drank his piddle
he had a good giggle 
while he played a dance on Krishna's flute 

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poopling soup recipes #53

there was a monk who loved a jester
yet laughter caused their wounds to fester 
they tried grief drop salt tears 
to cleanse their scabbed affairs
while the pair dressed in polyester

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poopling soup recipes #89

there was a cricket that looked quite blue
as over the mountain range he flew 
his old loves were quite dead 
but from new loves he fled  
which mattered not to the starved cuckoo

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poopling soup recipes #73

there was a gorgon that sold snake oil
who milked the oil from her pet gargoyle
soon she had a dawn cult 
who drank the cooled penult
which was why their heads turned into boils 

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poopling soup recipes #95

there was a bard who went round the bend
when his epic verse came to the end 
he drove his hearse to hell
and wrote cards to get well
which he penned to self so didn't send

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poopling soup recipes #32

there was a tired man sick in bed
he wished his bed to be a dream sled
but kama kept bitching 
and the bites kept itching  
while the counted sheep kept bleating dread 

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