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
Writing poetry keeps me calm.
Poems I kept behind a dam.
Released, cascading, frollicking forth.
Encouraging comments give me worth.
Empowered, enabled I am fit to burst.
Challenged, stimulated, embraced.
By like minded folk I am encased.
Such a gift to have been given.
To find this Poetrysoup heaven.
This game of tag is so much fun
I can sit down and play it, no need to run
Who will i chose to be next in line
James and Noah, they're might fine
Father and son, an awesome pair
Tag your it, catch me if you care
So come on James, and tag your ode
Pass your poem, further down the soups road
" James, write a small poem and tag it to another souper douper poetry cooker "
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