Soup Poem by M.J. Lemon
Soup
I explained to him,
Dr. Freud,
that I cook now because one day
rather recently
I decided to act on an impulse
with absolutely no
backup plan and
now I'm just
an ingredient in
the soup of life.
Entertaining poem, so cleverkly put. I have enjoyed the 'sad' surprise in the end, dear Sir! A brliiant poem with great humor!
Without backup plan you better face Dr. Jung, Sir.Dr. Freud had become too old fashioned!
I have reread this poem full of humor so very entertanind!
At the age of 14 months, I was force fed pigeon soup to save my life!
Freud's soup of life was poisoned when Jung had discovered duck soup!
MJ. another Excellent poem that put a smile on my face. Encore! Encore!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/4/2024 7:10:06 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Lovely poem with a great hilarious undertone so cleverly put! Excellent poem, dear Mr. Lemon 5 Stars full