Contest Madness
I brazenly came on this site,
I wrote and wrote with all my might.
I clicked a button that said contest,
"Sure, stick me in there", I'll do my best.
Maybe I'll win a big, fat pizza for my story,
instead, their offering something called a Glory.
Now I see I'm in big trouble,
what's an Ethere, or even double ?
Who the heck is Rondle ?
My second sister's name is Rhonda...?
I think this will be just like hell.
right now I wear out the comma.
What's a form ?
Whose on first ?
What's the norm ?
I think I'll burst !
Pass me some of that medical marijuana,
I really think I want my Momma !
This ole' dawg may never learn,
that doesn't mean I won't return.
"I don't know ", I hit a lot,
wish I knew just what was what.
Copyright © Gail Blakeley | Year Posted 2010
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