The Goddess Soup

Tortoise husband of salamander, Childless couple for sorrowful years, Their quest for child was beyond placation; What is matrimony without fertility? Child is gold,child is the crown on our heads, Child is the retain wall that holds us to life. So tortoise consulted goddess of fertility Her divinity prescribed goddess soup for her: Fresh tomato,fresh paprika,olive oil,curry ; Chicken,cow liver ,young lamb flesh , Tomorrow tortoise must collect the soup. The tortoise,the soup and the priest: Take the soup to salamander for fruition, Behold thou must not taste of it; He collected the soup and headed home, On his way home the soup was scenting, His gluttony at last consumed his will. In a blink of eye,his stomach swelled up, The pain of edema hit him everywhere, His eyes became red like cherry fruit; What could I do? Regret took its place, Restlessly tortoise returned to shrine. At shrine he pleaded with goddess: Ho priest I have come to beg,selah; The soup you cooked for her,selah ; You said I should not eat from it,selah; The thicket on my path fell me down,selah; My hand touched the ground and touched my mouth; I looked at my stomach,it had become balloo; Oh priest I have come to beg,selah. Like thunder a voice spoke to him: Words of goddess like arrow had left the bow, Remember the pillar of salt in the days of Lot, The wage of disobedience forever stands.