Post by Master of Tacos on Jun 27, 2019 16:53:32 GMT -5
After a week of voting, I am pleased to announce the winner of the single-rhyme June 2019 Poet Laureate Contest: Aersoldorf! The sixteen-time Poet Laureate (and only poet commended and commissioned by the Council) returns yet again to the post for a seventeenth go! Here is his entry, Entry 2:
Hip hip Hooray
A sentry posted on the quay,
Who scanned for trouble on the bay,
Did spy them out beyond the cay
(For evil takes no holiday).
A mighty horde, in vast array,
Their vile intentions on display,
The danger here I shan't downplay,
Their victory would spell doomsday,
The frightened natives stopped to pray,
That help would come without delay,
Or else they'd all get swept away,
Their homeland sacked, left to decay,
A shout of joy did then convey,
The news that all would be okay,
For TITO's troops had joined the fray,
The raider scum they soon did slay,
The natives begged them then to stay,
To celebrate and don a lei,
To feast, to dance, quaff Cabernet,
("And when that's gone, we've Beaujolais),
The T.O. smiled and then did say
"No need to thank us, or repay
We do this each and ev'ry day,
Defending's in our DNA".
Congrats Aersoldorf! Thank you to Nate NBNS for the excellent entry in a close second as well!
The Poet Laureate contest will be back in October, so keep up the creativity, Islanders!
After a week of voting, I am pleased to announce the winner of the single-rhyme June 2019 Poet Laureate Contest: Aersoldorf! The sixteen-time Poet Laureate (and only poet commended and commissioned by the Council) returns yet again to the post for a seventeenth go! Here is his entry, Entry 2:
Hip hip Hooray
A sentry posted on the quay,
Who scanned for trouble on the bay,
Did spy them out beyond the cay
(For evil takes no holiday).
A mighty horde, in vast array,
Their vile intentions on display,
The danger here I shan't downplay,
Their victory would spell doomsday,
The frightened natives stopped to pray,
That help would come without delay,
Or else they'd all get swept away,
Their homeland sacked, left to decay,
A shout of joy did then convey,
The news that all would be okay,
For TITO's troops had joined the fray,
The raider scum they soon did slay,
The natives begged them then to stay,
To celebrate and don a lei,
To feast, to dance, quaff Cabernet,
("And when that's gone, we've Beaujolais),
The T.O. smiled and then did say
"No need to thank us, or repay
We do this each and ev'ry day,
Defending's in our DNA".
Congrats Aersoldorf! Thank you to Nate NBNS for the excellent entry in a close second as well!
The Poet Laureate contest will be back in October, so keep up the creativity, Islanders!
