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.