Yes. You read that right. Happy death poems. We had a contest to see who could write the best happy poem about death. Katie and Marina and I each wrote 3, and then we had Jessie be the judge. However, she was indecisive, so we called in Leah to be a guest judge. She, also, couldn't decide between two of them, so we called in Emily, Vanessa, and Nicole to have the final say. Here are the contestants:
Sara:
I'm writing of death.
And yet I am so happy.
I am the winner.
One day there was a man named Frank.
He was angry and tried to rob a bank.
So he ran through the door
And fell to the floor.
Turns out he was killed by a tank.
According to Gandalf, when you die
You don't get a huge face full of cow pie
You see silver gates
And your old dead mates.
So don't be scared as your body begins to fry.
Marina:
Hiding in the tree-
the big deer walks by at last-
perfect shot- got him!
He broke my heart again,
so I shot him in the head.
There was much rejoicing.
I chased after it for hours
almost got it near the flowers
when I tripped over that vase
I saw it laughing in my face
but that fly no longer cowers.
Katie:
there was a dead girl.
she died laughing at our blog.
totes a true story.
sara just told me
i have to write another.
dolphins are the worst.
guys, i hate haikus.
really, i hate writing these.
vote for me, i'm best.
Leah:
i savor the smell
when i am in the bathroom
unclogging toilets
Random Other:
Don't dwell on revenge.
Anger not at stupid folks.
They all end up dead.
The winner ended up being the one about the tank, but it is still a confused and insecure victory, as none of our judges were incredibly sure about their choices. Oh well.
Comment and/or vote! Which one do YOU think should win as the happiest death poem???