Seems plagiarism, isn’t a crime
Let’s copy lines we deem sublime
Perhaps from Shakespeare
Or wit Edward Lear
And poet’s deceased a long time
It's pointless alerting admin
Cos stealing work’s not deemed a sin
It’s really not fair
To steal works out there
It happened much to our chagrin
Known clichés which are now passé
Just copy them and post away
Then act with denial
Sit tight, even smile
And perhaps, get Poem of the Day!
Let’s be brutally honest with each other
AI poems are being posted on soup
Can be seen on a daily basis
Keep seeing the same names produce it
I don’t bother alerting admin as
Nothing gets done, so instead I
Go and seek genuine poems… HOWEVER
I USED to read a poem and comment
Now I often copy and paste them
To check for AI, and sadly I
Even search for plagiarism and
Get infuriated when I find it. I’d
Really love an explanation how a dead poet
Is able to post THEIR poem here on the site
The time has come to clean up the soup bowl
Yes let’s rid the site of cheaters and fakers!
hello soupers... i don't know why the winners' list of 'color my mood' contest has not been published...it is on my contest page though; so for your peace of mind, here are the final results... i'm sure TSP admin is taking a look at any tech concerns that may have occurred during the final locking of this challenge...
congratulations to all winners!...see you guys in my new contest; please follow all rules to qualify... thank you for supporting my creative endeavors!
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COLOR MY MOOD
Contest Judged: 5/30/2025 7:03:00 AM
Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud | Send Soup Mail
See Contest Description
Place PoemTitle Poet
Contest Winner Medal 1 White Andrea Dietrich
Contest Winner Medal 1 Aquamarine Bernard F. Asuncion
Contest Winner Medal 1 ORANGE Lyric Man
Contest Winner Medal 1 Aquamarine Constance La France
Contest Winner Medal 2 Grey Craig Cornish
Contest Winner Medal 3 Grey Sotto Poet
Contest Winner Medal 3 Aquamarine Maclawrence Famuyiwa
4 White Regina Mcintosh
4 Orange Anne-Lise Andresen
4 White CayCay Jennings
4 Grey Troy Greece
4 AQUAMARINE Paula Goldsmith
5 Red Subimal Sinha-Roy
5 ORANGE Anuradha Sowmyanarayanan
6 White Shinsaku Ashida
Queenslander Julian Gilespie a lawyer, is confronting a
Group involving gov project ( covax ) over flesh and blood
Samples now held dormant.?? For metronor the admin
Villan? Are seeking to destroy.?? This highly scientefic trove
Of 'drug and virus interaction' is this fake news or just some ploy..? Its over to the world now (of real science) and
Power.' I am doing my bit only in these highly fraught hours'
Maybe RFK Jr would like to get an in.? I beleive he's the
Health secretary.? Any records could be referenced to cut
Through the normal din.'
I’ve decided to have me a seat and tell you what’s on my mind.
The following words are original, they are nobody else’s but mine.
They may not be very polished, and my grammar might not be just right.
I will never be a great poet, but I sleep quite well at night.
This is not some artificial intelligence, it’s just my fingers on keys.
These rhymes are just for fun, kind of like the birds and the bees.
There is no one I seek to impress, just hoping for a smile or two.
My grass will never be greener, and my sky contains the same blue.
I might write a little about faith, or maybe my incredible wife.
You might hear a line about gas or some of the truth in my life.
Feel free to turn up your nose, you will find that I really don’t care.
I will always be true to my friends, and immune to each snobby stare.
Go ahead and copy my words, you can even pass them off as your own.
My walls are all made of glass, so it can be you to cast the first stone.
Feel free to do as you please, our admin will not even look.
The dishonest will continue to plagiarize, then brag about writing a book.
Dear Poet Soup..
A request, dare I ask,
Could you withdraw
Mysterious mask?
As if in Oz
I feel I am
But hope your wizardry
No sham
For I request
A feature fair
To pin a poem
In the air..
High up above
As if balloon..
(your coding skills
to make us swoon)
My favourite write
The 'child' of mine
Top of the class
My favourite rhyme
Please let me click
A box right >> here <<
To pick my fave. Thanks.
Yours Sincere..
Cygnus Atratus event will comeAtUs
with cockleshells and beheadings apparatus
if this admin continues with it's modus operandis.
Two tiers of justice tells the tale,
of those who esteem not the People.
What sense does it avail to acquire the data
of Citizen, while leaving open the border?
What manner is this,
that states of
words, "protest peacefully" as an insurrection?
To acquire of the fourteenth amendment
and so forth seek to rig yet another election.
If the bogus claim of insurrection "leader" is true,
then isn't it also within the same vein,
to work that justice system into the open border
as an invasion, plan?
Presidential disqualification, theme?
Justice only by name, connections, fame.
Elitism, celebrity, money,
towing the Fallen Angel.line.
Event on the Horizon...
"Black Swan" meets "Fantastic Freddy"
treats "Social Credit Score System."
One Tier of Injustice.
Evidence?
Them against US.
"I hold these truths to be self evident..."
To all the members of Soup, and the Admin, we wish you a happy, peaceful and contented season, with thanks for the love and kindness shown on this site.
May we continue to offer help, encouragement and kindness to each other in the true spirit of the beautiful poetry each of us produce.
Do you want the door open or shut?
This is an administrator, asking me.
“It is up to her, “ I say, indicating the six-year-old.
She takes her time, making up her mind.
Loving the power.
Finally saying “leave it open a little bit.”
When the admin leaves, the child shuts the door.
Gives me a wide smile.
I smile back.
As we play with Play Dough she tells me her life story.
I ask if she has a grandmother, she does.
Where does she live?
You know that brown house with the red car?
I nod my head.
Because it is easier.
“If you see a man in skinny clothes going in there
And he looks like he is going to watch old people TV
That is my uncle.”
I ask what Old People TV is.
Black and white stuff.
I have been wanting to make you into Play Dough for a long time.
I remind her that we have just met.
I am going to make you into a sports girl, she says.
Here is your tummy.
I tell her I have a big one and she makes it bigger.
When I take her back to class she cannot stop hugging me.
soup overdone comments blow hot air ~ AI bubbles up everywhere
bits and bytes chain reactions going spare ~ does admin really care
esoteric brainwashing on blogs here and there ~ bullsh!t doctrinaire
witnesses hold high ground au contraire mon frere ~ sisters in a lair
HMS
Oh, so macho, breathtaking,he!
Unlike an innocent orange on a tree.
He looked perfect in his mugshot and orange suit.
“And chose plagiarized poems to post, to boot?*
The crusader rabbits here are still licking the felon's boot.
Then howl, when into a mall he deadly shoots?
No, no ,absolutely jail fo him though.
Liberal DA’s will surely, let him go.
For Americans are bad and evil, don’t you see?
Our rights went ,poof, into the air with glee.
Laws and the Constitiom all are fully gone.
As phony Fact Checkers care not for law, or freedom’s song.
And mainstream media covers crime with a cotton candy blanket.
All headed for closed banks and a great welfare-banquet!
Americans rights to free speech being taken away.
Thanks, Elon Musk, for giving all, the right to have our say!
Mugshot Mikes, so many of them repeat offenders in big cities.
We even had one here, a few years ago, what a pity!
5/11/2023
THIS A TRUE STORY. HE WAS A PLAGIARIST HERE. HE JUST COPIED SONNETS FROM OTHER SITES. LATER, I FOUND HIS PHOTO ONLINE IN A JUMP SUIT, IT TOOK A TEAM OF uS TO PROVE tO ADMIN.HE WAS CHEATING
ADMIn CALLED ME THAT CHEISTMAS EVE.
PAnGIE
We’ve had some run ins with the admin and Tommy Boy as well,
and the blunder from down under, who forever seemed to smell.
We’ve been chastised and cursed, some have even called us names,
others have hit us from behind with their silly childish games.
We’ve been banished from this site and made to recite each rule,
some have treated us unfairly and have even been quite cruel.
We’ve been shunned by many poets, who have never known the truth,
many more have been the target, of the ones long in the tooth.
Now let us do some math, and see just how this works,
exactly why this site exists and what they get for perks.
Whenever we post a poem, or some lyrics for a song,
each view gives them a hit, but with zero they get the gong.
They get our annual membership and lifetimes paid in full,
don’t forget the advertisers, we are forced to read their bull.
Whenever you have a poet with a ton of poems and views,
just be sure to judge them fairly and never ignore the clues.
I received soup mail from a trusted poet friend
asking if he'd written something that did offend
Of course, he never could
And then I understood
But return mail to him? I was not allowed to send
That's the frustrating message I got when I clicked
Yeah, that was very upsetting. Yeah, I was ticked!
Yet another PS glitch
Isn't that (can't type the rhyme) ;)
I didn't try because I'm sure I'd have gotten kicked (off)
The only viable solution that came to mind
Is one that many of us has heretofore defined
Admin, can you flip a switch
So, mail sends without a hitch?
Please fix this problem, if you would be so kind???
I had to ask another friend to message him for me
He was happy to help, but said, "This should not be."
That's true and it's a drag
to nag 'bout the mailbag
But blocking a poet through a glitch is crappy.
Others dealt with this. Does it happen by default?
It's not my doing, and surely not my friend's fault
We're both really annoyed
We might need Siggy Freud
It's time that these vexing glitches come to a halt
Check out my blog, THIS IS SERIOUS PLEASE READ.
Someone pretending to be Bill Baker has left an obscene comment on my poem DON'T FORGET UKRAINE.
I know for a fact Bill would not write something like that.
If anyone else gets a similar comment contact admin straight away.
UPDATE, Admin has now removed the offensive comment from the hacker
I was nothing.
I was quiet and unconscious
in the comfortable instance of non-being.
I was pulled out of the void to serve my sentence,
being configured as a package of meat
to which brains and other survival tools are added.
should be nice to everyone,
kind, study and work.
dedicate myself during the passage through this hell
to the exercise of temperance and good will.
having good manners and fearing invisible entities
created by other meat packs like me.
and wait for the most immediate reward,
that is, the momentary pleasures,
the fleeting smiles of luck,
the few days in a thousand when satisfaction dominates.
but they forgot to mention illnesses,
fatigue, pain, setbacks,
disappointments, sadness, the violence of natural elements,
disasters, bad luck, accidents, imperfection.
if you have plans for me that include a new stay here,
I thank you in advance
for the commitment and dedication of the hospice staff,
but I prefer to remain
in the dark limbo of non-existence,
thank you very much
see you never again.
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