Turtle Soup

Turtle soup in Zimbabwe is a delicacy
Caused fights between my siblings and me

Alas, due to the shortage we couldn’t eat it all at once 
So one leg at a time which left them with a bounce

But a funny thing happened one day
One of the buggers decided to run away

Now our turtle soup has never been the same
I was the youngest so I took the blame

We looked high and we looked low
But had to settle for the scraping from dad’s big toe

Alas, our turtleless soup now has a cheddar edge
At least we have it served with an extra helping of veg.

If you ever in the town 
And happen to see it bouncing on the ground

Call me
And we’ll cook’em and have him for tea.

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Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Mehta Avatar
August 16, 2010 at 8:45 PM
Congrats on the win, Sidney
Ault Avatar
August 16, 2010 at 12:10 AM
I love your poem! What a neat vision you give.
Dietrich Avatar
August 10, 2010 at 9:27 PM
Cute rhyme, Sidney. Congratulations! lUv, Andrea
Brown Avatar
August 9, 2010 at 9:22 AM
Congratulations Sidney on your win in (Destroyer((Poet's contest "Turtle Soup". Love, Carol
Roberts Avatar
August 8, 2010 at 9:45 AM
congrats on your win with this amusing entry
Sweetheart Avatar
August 8, 2010 at 7:02 AM
Congrats Sidney on your winning poem in P.D.'s turtle contest with this amazing and entertaining write my friend.. enjoy another win on this happy Sunday..with luv..
Fraser Avatar
August 8, 2010 at 5:39 AM
Many congratulations Sidney on your win in PD's fine contest >> James
A   Avatar
August 8, 2010 at 12:54 AM
congratulations!! thanks for entering my turtle soup contest,..p.d.
Culverhouse Avatar
August 5, 2010 at 6:59 AM
That is........um ya know......mad--Who is Glen? Is that the poor turtle? Thanks for the comments! You are a better woman than me--never have been the high heel type--weak ankles :(
Mitchell Avatar
August 5, 2010 at 3:40 AM
eeeeeewwww!@"...the scraping from dad’s big toe" Lol! : ) Good luck in the contest!
Roberts Avatar
August 4, 2010 at 9:37 PM
funny one, well written
A   Avatar
August 4, 2010 at 9:29 PM
LOL,, that one is funny, by the way thanks now i am the the only one hurting them turtles..(joke).. i am sure no turtles are really hurt in the making of these poems,..p.d.
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