tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50530638747405971.post-79058199136477767742008-01-31T08:45:00.000-06:002008-01-31T09:41:52.169-06:002008-01-31T09:41:52.169-06:00The votes are in, a whopping 113 votes! (okay, who cheated?)<br /><br />And we have some winners, some losers and some angry English teachers.<br /><br />First place, with 25% of the vote (tied with the President's approval rating), a man who couldn't write his way out of a paper bag, especially if it contained jelly donuts...none other than...Detective Matthew Parkman! *cough*SympathyVote*cough*<br /><blockquote><h2>Peotry is Hrad!</h2><i>By <a href="http://mattsbolg.blogspot.com">Matt</a></i><br /><br />I nveer lkied peotry<br />It mkaes my brian hrut<br />Is't nto maent fro me,<br />Lkie a tgiht shrit.<br /><br />I cna tyr raelly hrad<br />But it awlays flais<br />Myabe I cloud do it<br />If I lreaned how to splel.<br /><br />I geuss tahts why<br />My wfie lfet me<br />Taht and the fcat<br />She hda anohter man's bbay.</blockquote><br /><br />In second place is a man who writes poetry like normal people eat Big Macs, with heaving bouts of heart disease...Peter Petrelli!<br /><br /><blockquote><h2>Emo Angst</h2><i>by <a href="http://emopete.blogspot.com">Peter</a></i><br /><br />My heart is as dark<br />As the deepest depths of a baboon's anus<br />I see death all around me<br />Mostly caused by Sylar's gayness<br /><br />Saving the world, I've done it twice<br />I am FDR without the wheelchair<br />The impending doom was just plain nice<br />In comparison to losing my hair<br />The cut, the tragedy, caused such pain<br />Like a constipated loon, failing to poo in the rain<br />The tears flow, but for now, no more crying<br />Now to save my girlfriend, but is it just futile?<br />They all end up dying<br />Like a hooker in a hotel<br /><br />To top it all off, my brother is dead<br />Denial, like with someone who gets hemorrhoids<br />I want to hug him once more, I want to snuggle in bed<br />Petrelli man-love is the only way to fill my void<br />The pain, the loss, my sanity will teeter<br />Death. Destruction. Dysphagia. Such is Peter</blockquote><br /><br />And finally, in third place...the loser among the winners (as opposed to Hana who is the loser among the losers)...he writes from the depth of his heart, about six feet under, Adam Monroe!<br /><blockquote><h2>Reflections Flowering in the Abyss (haiku)</h2><i>by <a href="http://adammonroe.blogspot.com/">Adam Monroe</a></i><br />Darkness surrounds me<br />Consuming spidery thoughts<br />Will this thought too leave? (Yeah)<br /><br />People have always wanted<br />My looks, my charm, my flair, me<br />This is now a curse. (Really)<br /><br />Lyle keeps ass-kissing<br />But he can not help, No more<br />Than can all others. (Help me!)<br /><br />Alas! they’re almost<br />At the door. And I’m not just<br />Being dramatic. (Please)<br /><br />Back, vile villainous<br />Creatures of the lonely night.<br />I am also cold. (...)<br /><br />I can hear the dead people<br />Crawling through the soil<br />I think they want my box. </blockquote><br /><br />The poems were all very wonderful, especially my own. And that just goes to show you that many of the best works received less votes. As the great Stanislavsky said, "К сожалению, есть гораздо более плохой вкус во всем мире, чем пользы."Mr. Bennethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418603606479190390noreply@blogger.com