limerick time: the Poetry Day Incestous Blogging Contest
Apparently it's National Poetry Day over in Jolly Old England. The BBC Magazine has a lovely little limerick contest going on, where they give you the first lines and you complete the limerick for fun, prizes and posterity.
I don't like their choices, of course, so I'll rip off their idea and hold the first annual National British Poetry Day Limerick at an American Blog.
The rules are simple:
- Your limerick must contain the names/site names of at least one blogger.
- Mentions of multiple bloggers (preferably with links) in your limerick will score you more points.
- Putting the mentioned bloggers in a comprimising or scandalous position in your limerick gets points, as long as it is done so in a humurous manner, and not meant to intentionally hurt someone.
- Posting the limerick on your blog and linking back to this post will score points.
- Getting the blogger(s) you mention in your limerick to link to you gets more points (you must leave a comment here with the link).
- If you are not a blogger, but participating, you can get handicap points.
- Mentioning anyone running in the presidential race, or anyone who is thinking about running in the presidential race of 2004 is forbidden.
- You cannot mention me in your limerick.
- Extra points if you can squeeze in a reference to any of the following: donuts, the Yankees, hockey, Radiohead, menstrual cramps, Hello Kitty, PETA, Jonah Goldberg, NPR, The Village Voice, Google or Fark (that was a very random list, culled from walking through my blogroll and has no meaning, so don't look for it).
- If you don't follow the standard limerick form, you are disqualified.
Post the limericks here and on your blog if you have one. Leave a link in the comments if you are participating.
A panel of judges will be formed out of a list of people who owe me favors. Scoring will be arbitrary, random, biased and unfair. There will be no recalls, no do-overs and no complaints taken. There is no prize except for the glory that comes with winning a really stupid limerick contest and maybe rhyming pundit with bunt it. Contest open until Saturday evening, unless I change my mind, which I am prone to do, or if no one is really interested in entering, and then this post will disappear to save me the embarassment of running a contest where nobody entered.