Geoffrey Brewer Poet Rhyme

Soup Rap

SOUP RAP

You can pass me the biscuits, get a chicken from the coup
An give me a bowl of poetry soup

Since I schmoozed wid da muse an I started to write 
It’s sure given me a real big appetite

Cos until last year I ain't never writ a poem
From my brain to my fingers didn't know which way I’m goin

But I now got da buzz, verses poppin hip hoppin
I'll keep on 'til they tell me it's time to be stoppin 

We got poems that are sad we got poems that are glad
We got poems that say 'why you treatin me so bad!'

We got poems that are tough we got poems that are gentle
Poems so sentimental that they drive me nearly mental

Poems written in a purple haze alcoholic 
Poems written in a field - pastoral and bucolic

See I'm learnin to be lit'rate  usin good words not obscene
Words like pastoral an' bucolic whatever they mean

So gimme dat soup from the big tureen
Diip my pen in the saurus if you know what I mean

When the words are plated I’ll be re-stim-u-lated
And my verses contemplated be appre-ci-ated

So put your hands in the air all you poetry soupers
Get it on, solid gone, you da troupers souper douper

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Andrea Dietrich October 3, 2017 at 5:26 PM This is a huge delight, Geoffrey. Nearly everyone who comes to love Soup has written a poem on it. Yours is about as good as they come. Somewhere in my oldies are several SOUP poems!!! Geoffrey Brewer October 8, 2017 at 11:30 AM Thanks for your gracious comment,, Andrea.

Jan Allison September 25, 2017 at 9:59 AM a souper fun rap Geoffrey, and there is no problem publishing your poems elsewhere and posting them here too :-) hugs jan xx Geoffrey Brewer September 27, 2017 at 4:41 PM Thanks, Jan