The_Piper Report post Posted January 29 https://www.deepseek.com/ >> write a poem about the theme "gnomes are food" Gnomes Are Food Beneath the moon’s pale, glowing light, Where mushrooms bloom in the dead of night, A secret stirs in the forest deep, Where gnomes awake from their earthy sleep. Their hats are red, their boots are green, They’re small and sly, rarely seen. But whispers float on the autumn breeze— A tale of gnomes and recipes. In hidden kitchens, pots do steam, With flavors strange, a gourmet’s dream. The gnomes, they say, are quite the treat, A savory dish, both rare and sweet. Their flesh is tender, their bones are slight, A delicacy by candlelight. With herbs and spices, they’re sautéed well, A story the forest dare not tell. The squirrels watch with beady eyes, The owls hoot soft, the fox denies, For gnomes are friends to beast and tree, Yet on some tables, they’re served with tea. Oh, traveler bold, beware the glade, Where gnomes may offer marmalade. For though they’re kind, and though they’re good, Remember well: gnomes are food. So tread with care where mushrooms grow, And heed the tales the elders know. For in the woods, both strange and crude, The truth remains—gnomes are food. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
