Soup of Poetry
Soup of poetry
What great taste
It's better than poultry
Unique ingredients that won't waste
The passion of hands that inspire royalty
With a simple bowl
So steaming hot
What's in it, what it holds?
One serving is never enough
Don't worry there's plenty in the pot
Words that float as you smell its steam
An intriguing and captivating love
Let's you comprehend what it truly does mean
The art and heart it has of...
In the kingdom of thy King and thy Queen
In the land of poets and muse
A beautiful world filled with galore of ideation
Where jesters smile attaining all and can amuse
The throne needs leisure or face execution
Many things that are mad but yet can confuse
Painting the roses red
Is faking the truth to the emperors crown
To be caught won't matter what all will be said
You'll be judged and humiliated on a jury's ground
All warning signs you've avoided to be read
The token to a skill to feather and write
Takes devotion and emotion from deep inside
Flavor that foresight don't let it escape your sight
What one without knowing might hide
Soup of Poetry that finesses with delight
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