Nope, I’m not telling you who won. You’ll have to check that out for yourself over at Poetry Playing. However, while you’re checking, why don’t you pick up today’s prompt and write a poem? It’s National Poetry Month, you know.
Here is the limerick I entered in the contest:
There was an Old Man of Limerick
Who chastised his wife with a walking stick.
Though usually sedate,
His wife, quite irate,
Capped the old man with a paving brick.CLA
I thought you were Melli. Or Melli was you! Anyhoo, congrats on being a finalist!
Linda — that’s okay. Melli and I often think we’re interchangeable ourselves, and I can’t think of anyone I’d rather be if I couldn’t be me. 😉
I knew I voted for yours – I just KNEW it! 🙂
LOL! I voted for mine, too! But if I hadn’t, I would have voted for yours. I loved it.
They sound like a matched pair!
heh heh, i loved melli’s but this one came close second 🙂