Not a Turtle Soup

This Soup is not for turtles; it’s a very lively group. No, we won’t be having turtles; it’s not a Turtle Soup. So don’t you hang around here if you move a bit too slow, and those of you with “turtle” blood, you’ll need a cup of joe. ‘Cause you’ll have a lot of poets to keep up with, left and right. And if you keep an eye out, you’ll catch bloggers in a fight. You’ll post a poem, and on the list you’ll see its title there. In half a day, you’ll look to see it’s vanished in thin air! You’ll see a lot of contests and, if each time you get in, you’ve done it at your health’s expense; your head will start to spin. Don’t try to keep up with those poets posting crazily. Just make a lot of comments and be “laid back” like P.D.! And if you want to fit in here as if you’re family, Then get to know sweet Carol and our own Linda-Marie. But don’t be creepy crawling like a turtle in his shell. You have to cruise the site and get to know each other well. So just log on; breathe in, breathe out; get ready, set , now GO. . . The Hare will win it every time here; turtles are too slow! For P.D.'s Contest: Turtle Soup