Tarantula Soup
The TS Restaurant was started by two old broads.
They hammered drums outside using lightning rods.
Come one and all! Get your Tarantula soup!
It’ll make your innards happy, it’ll make you poop!
The mayor was upset, he said “it’s not dignified!”
Until his tummy got knotted, and his feces stayed inside.
Now he is outside yelling “Come get your Tarantula soup!”
It has made him more pleasant, now that he can poop.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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