The Bar on the corner of every regionBoard

Lemona wrote:

Fire ants suck makes sense

I got a bunch stuck in my shoe once and it hurt

10000 Ants wrote:

Sure, just try not to destroy any buildings.

I’m careful don’t worry *steps lightly*

this beer with my mix is very good

000 2 wrote:

*runs away*

Okay then...

Sicario Mercenary Corps wrote:

I’m careful don’t worry *steps lightly*

Oh! Good. Greetings!

10000 Ants wrote:

Okay then...Oh! Good. Greetings!

Greetings! *sits down in camp carefully not to step on anything*

I want 10 pancakes. (There is a lack of suppliers so can I be one?)

Sicario Mercenary Corps wrote:

Greetings! *sits down in camp carefully not to step on anything*

Welcome to the Ant Camp, you are currently sitting next to the cafeteria. Next to that is the classrooms.

Umm ants are you friendly

000 2 wrote:

Umm ants are you friendly

Yes. Y.

10000 Ants wrote:

Yes. Y.

*Walks gently and confidently* look I'm not stepping on your buildings

000 2 wrote:

*Walks gently and confidently* look I'm not stepping on your buildings

Hmmm, ok..... Welcome to Ant Camp.

Want cake

10000 Ants wrote:

Welcome to the Ant Camp, you are currently sitting next to the cafeteria. Next to that is the classrooms.

What are your buildings made out of?

They caught me eating the grapes at Walmart

Sicario Mercenary Corps wrote:

What are your buildings made out of?

Scraps, sticks, small bones we found, and metal pieces.

*The dog picks up A tarantula then runs off*

*The goats make so much noise that A student leaves the bar*

The weekend poetry contest has ended. Songs you dont understand will pick the winner.

I'm just going to oversimplify it:

Third Place: Brocklandia because all hail Brock!

Second Place:

The Peanut Feast wrote:

Songs you dont understand wants to make passes
At the girl with glasses
One of the sweet little lasses
Attractive despite glasses

His desire is clear
He wishes her near
Perhaps the sweet Dear
Should flee now in fear?

First Place:

Alta Sil wrote:

You will worship my pop idols
Watch in theaters my favorite titles
Hear my songs for they are vital
All dissent deemed downright libel.

My dream is your dream
My taste is yours
On charts worldwide
Assyrian dance soars.

My lady with glasses
Is your focus today
Praised by the masses
Without further delay.

Songs you dont understand you have made a gorgeous decision in awarding me First Place. I’ll be sure to enter your name into Cheffy’s lottery to determine which customer will comprise the bulk of next week’s Chili Surprise.

Anyway, to the dreaded task that befalls the position of first. Each poet can choose a theme included in the following list:

- The sky, whether clear or stormy, night or day, or whatever else you want to make of it.
- Heat/warmth, fitting for a summer noted for its searing heat waves.
- Art, which has a definition so loose, I’m sure this prompt will be used to submit whatever the hell the poet wanted to submit before reading these themes.
- Ants, for our recent infestation welcomed guests. This theme can also be expanded to include any type of insect.

There is no form, technique, or style you must use in your poetry. Just your sheer imagination… which maybe isn’t for the best, looking at some of you, but will be allowed anyway.

And of course, extra consideration will be given to those patrons who make donations to this bucket by my table. For anybody ambitious enough, a poem that integrates two or more of the above themes will be given particular praise. Whether that praise will be higher than praises resulting from bucket donations remains to be determined.

The first bucket donation will go to The Peanut Feast since I consistently enjoy your poetry.

Alta Sil wrote:

The first bucket donation will go to The Peanut Feast since I consistently enjoy your poetry.

I donated a bucket

Can I be bartener

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