POETRY CONTEST, entry #2
Just a note of encouragement to all you poets and poetrixes out there. There
WILL be three nice prizes, and there is NO ENTRY FEE.
Send your pumpkin poems to me either at fishrap@earthlink.net or
pumpkins@hort.net.
The following is Entry #2.
Weigh-off day is near
Unfortunately my pumpkin smells like a beer
I fed it lots of fertilizer
Or was it all that Budweiser?
I think it might have cracked
I hope its nothing it lacked
I'll plug the hole with a bottle cap
Then go to the pub to see what's on tap
Weigh-off day has arrived
I let out a great big sigh
They place my pumpkin on the scale
I hope they don't smell the ale
I hear a scream from the crowd
Men and women begin to laugh out loud
It seems my pumpkin has sprung a leak
Help yourself, I yell, it's my treat!
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