Heres my Dumb Philosophey poem:
Philosohey is a word of many recipies
Each with a twist of various sauces and spices
Various chefs of philophey have walked the rock called earth
Such as Shrek with his dish of Isolationism with a side of onions and Mario with his dish of communism and spagetti theory
Many flavors of philosphey exist some taste bad, others good, but theres no Gorden Ramsey to judge the dishes of philoshpey, only we the diners can.
I myself have been cooking with philosophey and questions about our world
Such as if i were to get hit by a train would i feel pain? think about it the force of the train would kill you instanly without you feeling pain but the injorys sustened would cause pain if you lived long enough, Id say this is a dark dish indeed
Another dish of philophical questions i have is why is the Legend of Zelda called the Legend of Zelda called that when Link is the main character and Zelda is just the princess, Id say this is just a dish about a video game.
In conclusion Philosophey is a word of many recipies with there ideas of a perfect meal for socity some are good, others are crap but theres no Gordon Ramsey to judge them, only we the diners can decide
But hey, this is just a stupid poem about Dumb Philosophey.
Good night, sleep tight and dont let the bad chefs of philosphey bite because they will cook you in there stew.
There thats my poem, what do you think
