Poetry Contest
Just because I'm bored (can you tell classes haven't started yet?) I thought I should have a poetry contest on the blog. Since it's my contest, I thought a haiku contest would be fun. There's no prize in this contest, except for the knowledge that you posted something really cool in the comments section, and that you're smarter than all the other kids. Basically, nyah nyah nyah nyah bragging rights.
Here are a few examples. Haiku have the form of 5 syllables on the first line, 7 on the second, and 5 again on the third and final line.
I lament that I'm not there.
Keep me in your heart.
England: Your food sucks.
I want real peanut butter
not your awful crap.
Pink sheets on my bed
make me angry and bitter.
Send me new sheets now.
Saturday pub crawl
leaves me feeling really good.
Making out is fun.
Yay Lindsay Lohan!
It looks like you ate some food!
Help the Olsens now.
I'm sure that the smart and witty readers of Blandella will be able to come up with much better than those feeble attempts at poetic greatness. Oh, and any dirty ones that aren't signed I will just assume were written by M or S.
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