Monday, May 9, 2011

MST3K

Okay, first of all, when I said I was taking a break for finals I really meant I was taking a break for finals/family visit/Mystery Science Theater 3000 marathon.  I didn’t mention the other two because I thought they were implied.  Learn to read between the lines, people.

My summer break has been going swimmingly so far (although I have not actually gone swimming yet).  For the past two weeks I have either been playing with my family or cleaning my room.  Sometimes I would multitask by making my family clean my room.  I am happy to report that the family ties are stronger than ever and my room is almost clean.  I mean, you can’t really see the floor, but the closet looks nice.  I believe rooms reveal something about our personalities, and I’m pretty sure my room means I’m outwardly spontaneous but inwardly organized.  Or I’m just messy but good at brushing my teeth.  Po-tay-toe, po-tah-toe.

I would like to take a moment to thank my followers, whom I love.  If it weren’t for you, I would still be watching Mystery Science Theater 3000, which is a bad, bad way to spend my time.  Or so I’ve been told.  And because I can’t think of a topic today, I’m writing each of you a shoddy poem!  Yay!  I’ll try and mix up the styles a bit, but that might be hard because I really don’t know that much about poetry.  Here we go:

Limerick:

There once was a boy named Sam.
He wanted to eat a big ham.
He caught him a pig,
And he named it Hedwig,
Then he killed it and ate it with “spam”.


Haiku:

Kelli is so nice
And beautiful like the wind
Refrigerator


Tanka (not tonka):

Chrisanne is my friend
Who took creative writing
So she also knows
How many syllables are
Found in a tanka poem


Blank verse:

Melissa is a girl I met
Over Christmas break.
We talked and laughed and ate some food.
Also? Hot-tubbing.


Cinquain:

Laura
Mom, nice
Reading, my, blog
Also makes cookies sometimes
Laurapalooza


Quatrain:

Brittney is in Costa Rica
She left Utah; she went away.
For some reason the ice and snow
Did not in Utah make her stay.


Free Verse

The sun shines dappled light through
Crayons paint the colors of my sad, sad eggbeater
The trees
Good lighting, this makes
Goo-oo-oo-d lighting.
Brianna has.
A camera and she
Summer rain falls on the unhappy
Clown-fairy
Wants to take a
Picture of the lighting
And the tree.


Senryu:

Alyssa
Your name has
Syllables


Epic song:

Brad bad um ba bum bum ba dum
He’s my dad bad um deed um dum dee dum

And the wizards and gnomes
Are dancing to and fro
Drinking magic pine-sap
Beneath the full moon’s glow.

Brad bad um ba bum bum ba  dum
I am glad bad um deed um dum dee dum

And the ritual occasion
Helped them beat an orc invasion
And their plus two magic shields
Suffered only some abrasion

Then Brad read a blog by Sa-a-ra!  (Insert guitar solo)


Epitaph:

My name’s Jess
I am dead.
Took a bullet
To the head.
(Really I was
Underfed)


Are you still reading this?  Why?  Go do something constructive, like watching Mystery Science Theater 3000.  Go on, shoo!

4 comments:

  1. Oh Sara, that poem about me was the loveliest thing I've read all day. Now every time I look at a refrigerator I will probably think about you. Thanks! :)

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  2. Aw Sara you're so sweet! ;) PS I love your blog always makes me smile :D

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  3. i'm in a poem! this means twoo wove!

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  4. I am touched to say the least. What you said really spoke to me. And was incredibly accurate. You know me oh so well, dear cousin.

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