Now I have to count.
I mean, thanks for voting, everyone! You were all wildly flattering and made me glow the whole weekend. I'm pretty sure #2 came out the winner, but there was a lot of support for the other options, too, which means I have to go through and tally up the winners.
(When I had to fill out a "getting to know you" sheet in a college class once, I wrote, "Math is the bane of my existence." It remains so today, but alas, it must be done. Plus I'm mostly okay with the whole addition thing; it's calc that kills me.)
In the meantime, it's Monday! We haven't been doing Extreme Poetry Mondays for a while now, and it's high time we get our act back together. (Do you like how I include you, the reader? Mostly so that it sounds like it's not entirely my fault.) Please suggest titles or topics in the comments section, and later today I'll write one or two or four or however many of them I feel like. All guaranteed to be complete works of genius*.
Now I've got to go pull out the old abacus and get to work.
*Genius being a relative term. Determination of what qualifies as genius entirely up to author. Poems may not, in fact, have any redeeming value whatsoever. No purchase necessary. Rules subject to change without notice based on whim of author. Many will enter. Few will be chosen. Fewer will wish they had.
17 comments:
BTW i like 3 :) maybe that will put you over the top!
Whales.
When are you going to do whales? I believe I've suggested it before. But nothing. Do you have a problem with whales or something?
How about . . . Mexican jumping beans.
Oh yes.
Do one about rainy Mondays
I like Jordan's suggestion--but let's go one step further:
Exploding Mexican Jumping Beans.
*Grins*
Allergy medicine. How come mine never works?
Poem Topic: Evil felines.
I am captive to six of them and would love to have a catchy, ingenius poem to toss their way whenever they tie me up and try to feed me poison (i.e., cat food), which is more often than you might think.
Go #1!
Sorry, had to put that in.
Nail polish. (Sorry, but I'm looking at the smears of nail polish from when a certain young relative of mine got the bright idea to paint things with it.)
Dragons.
Oooh, dragons painting their claws with polish.
Randomness.
It's not very original, and you may have covered this topic before, but I need some inspiration. As in, "I haven't cleaned my house in two (okay, maybe three) weeks and I really, really am not looking forward to dusting everything or picking up the mountains of toys just so I can vaccuum."
Rhubarb and Abacustard.
Puppy Sized Elephants......
You're just like me. no math and no cleaning. Okay, maybe I'm worse.
how about a classful of squirrely kiddos who spent the weekend at a carnival? sound horrible? it kinda was today. :)
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All math higher than geometry is a refinement of evil. I actually proved that in a logic class once but it was based on the set-up of the argument, not the substance....it still counts, though. I think :)
This is a topic that needs to be dealt with.
"Homeovestic Fetishism".
Pie.
I think you should do Dr. Pepper, Coffee, or Ice Cream
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