You may recall when I did this:
Announcing today, the First Annual HiR:tb Saskatchewan Roughriders Poetry Contest. Entries may assume any lyrical or poetic form; your creativity should know no bounds in this matter. Send us your haikus, your limericks, your sonnets and couplets; gather together your spondees, trochees and whatever pentameter you can scrape together, be it iambic or otherwise, and bend all of these elements to your noble purpose: the celebration of anything related to the Saskatchewan Roughriders. Difficulty: No rhyming the word “Regina”. I’m trying to keep this place relatively clean-like.
The total number of submissions received so far, according to the crack combined Accounting, Correspondence and Bottle Return Department (3rd floor, past the washroom, in the back behind the photocopier) is, to say the least, rather underwhelming: zero.
Accordingly, I have decided to extend the deadline for the competition; originally, there was a cut-off date of March 10th, 2008. That deadline has been extended to March 31st, 2008. Submissions should be sent here. In the meantime, I thought I’d offer you up a l’il sumpin’ sumpin’ to get the creative juices flowing. I have crafted a limerick.
Ahem. “A po-em”:
There was a young ‘Rider it seems
Who’d satisfied championship dreams
But his grace on the field
To profits must yield,
To the Argos you’re off now, switch teams!
Readers are responsible for dealing with their own tears, be they of joy, sadness or shame.
Update: (March 11, 2008): I am sworn to secrecy, but verily my limerick has prompted a veritable outporing of creativity. Okay, maybe not so much an “outporing”, but we do have a submission. So don’t be shy – you won’t be the first any longer.