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Post by rd on Jul 4, 2008 22:09:33 GMT -5
;DOK, today is July 4th, the last day of your being able to post your poetry for the contest. I will probably be in dreamland come midnight PDT here, but if you PM me with an entry, and I see the time stamp on your PM is before 00:00 hours, you're still IN THE RUNNING. So, I'll set up the voting poll when I get around to it tomorrow (Honeydo's and chores come first, LOL!) and you guys can start to vote for the favorite work on the thread. ;D See ya all tomorrow!Grandpa RD
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Post by rd on Jul 5, 2008 11:51:54 GMT -5
OK, ladies and gentlemen, submission time is now over. Time to vote for your top 3 favorites. YES, you may pick your top 3. Here is the link to go to the voting page to make it easy for ya... ronstoppable.proboards89.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=contest&thread=14813Voting ENDS July 19th 2008 at MIDNIGHT!Winners will be announced here July 20th 2008 ANY QUESTIONS about this, please PM me with POETRY QUESTION in the subject line. ;D GOOD LUCK to all of the participants! RD
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Post by rd on Jul 5, 2008 15:20:27 GMT -5
EEEEEEEEEE! I blew it! Gots 1 more entry, guys... how I missed this one I'll never know, but now we have an entry from the fabulous member BINSKI!!! Sorry for forgetting this one, Bro! A Possible Christmas
'Twas the night before Christmas, and all thru the town, Most people were sleeping, as I just lay down, The Kimmunicator was set by my bedside at rest, In case that some villains were out on a quest;
The Tweebs were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of mischief danced in their heads; And Mom in her 'kerchief, and Dad in his cap, Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,
Then beeps from my night stand woke me from rest, I thru back to covers to see Wade's request. "Away with sleep time", I muttered to me, "Must be evil afoot, no time for weary."
Then, what to my now wide eyes should appear, But Wade at his desk reading screens to the rear. "Kim, Christmas indeed has hit a big glitch!" I countered him quickly, "What's the sitch?"
Sorry to wake you", he hurriedly said, "But Drakken's at loose with a plan in his head." "Make sure you wake Ron", as I gathered my things, "He's usually slow on these late night flings."
In under three minutes he recited the game, A villain reunion was spelt out by name. There's Drakken, and Shego! They're both in play, And Drakken's got Henchmen off lay-away!
"Ron's not home! He went out for some snackage! Bueno Nacho he's at! Just left with a package! Drakken is there! An old inspiration." "I'm on my way, no procrastiation!"
So out for some nacos, I thought as I flew, And no doubt he's got Rufus with him too. And, as I approached, I saw on the roof, Evil `tools of the trade' as if I needed proof.
I drew in close, and recognized Ron, But down from above, Shego like a swan. "No Christmas for Princess!" with her wry smile, Her hands green glowing, her tone meaning vile!
"Was not this spot your latest crash dive? In prison I thought since April o-five." From above came Drakken with his usual retort, "Super-genius escapes, blah, blah, blah…" in short.
The battle was short as Shego misstepped, Ron with his lanyards did all the rest. Past goons to Drakken was my next was goal, I landed and faced him: time for his toll!
His eyes -- how they winced! his blue skin so pale! His threats were so empty – he was headed for jail! His wee digits were balled in small fists, I reached right past him and flung by the wrists;
The thud on the ground was really quite loud, And his henchmen dispersed, no longer a crowd; They saw what was coming and ran with no stops Their capture would be simple by local cops!
He was beaten and knew it, a right simple catch, I laughed when I saw him at not getting a scratch. A wink from Ron and a quick call to Wade, That brought police to whom we soon bade.
The mission was small comparing to most, But we had a moment for a Slurpster toast. We walked on quietly, on homeward bound My hand held out – his hand held 'round.
The moon was full as we silently strode, Wondering of our future and what it might bode. A peck on the cheek before he left my sight, "Merry Christmas to you Kim, and a good-night."OK, THIS now concludes the entries, guys. Sorry for pushing the wrong button, Binski! Most everyone knows I'm kind of computer illiterate, LOL!!! RD
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Post by Donne on Jul 5, 2008 18:15:27 GMT -5
Shoot! I already voted, but if I had known about this one, I would have voted for it. This is a cool poem!
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Post by rd on Jul 5, 2008 20:08:36 GMT -5
It sure is!
Binski put a lot of work into that, and it certainly shows!
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Post by rd on Aug 2, 2008 13:48:27 GMT -5
Well, that's IT for the poetry contest, gang!
Hope you all enjoyed participating in or reading the poems submitted here!
CONGRATULATIONS to just EVERYBODY!!! ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
This is Grandpa RD signing off...
Have a MUY BUENO day!
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