Okay, here it is, it's judgment day
I have to do judging,
with some trepidation
on those with whom I usually play
I got to be judge,now I need a nudge
To try and figure this out
How do I score all these poems
that are all great there's no doubt
I have a method to follow, I look at it an swallow
My stomach feels hollow, my mentor's advice I must seek
I'm going to say Ernie, how the heck do you do it
without pulling your hair out each week
These poets are writing some very good stuff,
It's very tough to find fault with such very good writing
naming a winner is some tough decision
I'm reading and doing some painful nail biting
Thanks for the guidelines, I sure needed them
but I am still finding it tough
Trying to figure out who has used the keyword the best way
And for the week that I'm judge, Ernie, Men?
Now I'm not complaining,simply explaining
I have new respect for you boss
It must be rough on you as you write up for us
Who has won and who lost
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For chasing a turkey you wanted for dinner
He has escaped your carving knives this time
So now you must read both the rhymed and unrhymed
And Make a decision who'll be the winner this time
I know you can't be bribed with even a dandelion
But I fear most of you hair might be gone by judging time
Yes indeed there will be many fine poems to ponder
And to look for key words that bring forth wonder
For creativity in this group is like strong thunder
That will keep you sleepless as you give a fair grade
I'm having the same glitch with notifications. It is a pain.
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thanks for all you do,,,
heading out for some shopping, have a great day Elsie, and you know.
This makes it official. Go Elsie...!
Ernie must have a little judging secret that he's not sharing....perhaps a tie breaking dart board or a ritual like pulling petals fron a Dandelion :" the winner" "not a winner" .
How about a nice big hat with all the names entered for a blind folded drawing?
What ever your choice,Elsie, you have the confidence of all that your years of experience and savvy writing will serve you well.
But in the end ,of course ,there is always"eenie,meenie,mynie ,moe....!"
Good Luck, Elsie!
love you Elsie..
You don't even have time to cook
Now tell me why are you reading this
You're da judge so don't give me that look
You've no time to plant your dandelions
Nor time to drink dandelion wine
You have a bevy of quality poems to read
And no time to sleep or unwind
Now heavy is the burden
Of a Supreme Court Judge
So you must peruse every word
And do so without a huff
Now think of everybody
Who wants to win that prize
Oh it's so delightful
But you must chose one from ninety nine
There are no rules against multiple entries
So there might be a thousand poems to read
Just think of this as a good diet
Because you'll have no time to eat
Help me get a publishing deal with a 10 rating
Elsie is da judge and has your poem she'll read real slow
She wants to read your poem. She wants to read your poem
And when she finds a typo don't you know
She'll give it a red mark and then she'll growl
Yes she'll growl. Yes she'll growl
So you had better be careful
And submit your finest work
Yes submit your finest work or your yard will sink
She'll put dandelions in your yard I think
She'll put dandelions in your yard I think
She'll put dandelions in your yard I think
(sing to the tune of 'I Want To Hold Your (poet's) hand)
Don't let a typo from your view escape
And if a comma should come up missing
Pounce like a snake that's hissing
(But don't throw a hissy fit unless you're having a bad hair day)
An errant capital should not escape your nose
Let your edit pen say, 'No no no!'
And if the syntax seems convoluted
Do not let this pass or dilute it
If the poemflows with a nice rhyme
Then suddenly loses this is one line
Get out of your seat and stomp your feet
To show you're certainly not very pleased
Now if the verse comes in free verse form
Just make sure it has a flow that warms
But if it seems to zigzag with oblivion
Just say it smells like a raw onion
Please video tape your judging skill
So we may watch your superior skill
And post this video for all to see
And of course wear a dress made by Gucci
Beautiful expression of a touchy situation but like they say, I'm sure you'll rock!
So I'll just recuse myself like a dent fender
And write you a poem you could judge
But only if you're making tasty fudge
I might row row row myself from deep waters
Or throw an anchor and watch crows scatter
For they have more skill than Wilma's flying cows
Who seems so rowdy with her carving knives now
I am quite drowsy these days it seems
For with worried brow I'm in hiding
But I hold an escrow of bad hair days
With frowning women saying go away
So here I shiver with such growing fear
With growling women coming near
And the growth of my underarm hair has turned gray
And I'm rather fond of squeezing Charmin I must say
So here I sit in my little rowboat
And I'm rowing hard just to stay afloat
But Norma had Paint put in a big hole
With the rowel from a spur steel hard cold
As I am sinking and throwing skipping stones
You're the only person who could take on the toughest job at Gather, make fun of your situation and then write a poem about it.
I think that Ernie should give a special prize to the most poetic judge.