Humorous poem about having a fly in my soup and a whole lot more.

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Waiter, there’s a fly in my soup.

He’s doing a dance.

He’s doing the twist

Without any pants.

There’s also a ladybug

Swimming around.

She’s just so polite.

I hope she won’t drown.

Now I see a duck.

What are you doing there?

Why are you waddling in my soup

With your tail in the air?

Oh look, there’s a hippo.

He’s in my soup too.

My bowl is starting to crack

What am I going to do?

Finally, there’s an elephant.

He breaks my bowl with his trunk.

You sure can see a lot of things in your soup

When you’re roaring drunk.

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  • Goodselfme on Nov 25, 2009

    the end was a cincher laugh for me.TX Well done!

  • abhishek40914 on Nov 25, 2009

    very imaginative, simple words used. keep it up

  • lillyrose on Nov 25, 2009

    Oh that was funny, with brilliant imagery!

  • PhoenixRox on Nov 25, 2009

    Hahaa.. I loved the end. I was wondering all along what the twist was going to be.LOL. Excellent visualization:)

  • Darla Cooke on Nov 28, 2009

    I love the ending to this poem! :)

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