Newsday Tuesday … But Not Yet …
The big news today is that the close of this year's BAD POETRY CONTEST is imminent.
In honor of all the wretched rhyming, the overworn words, the meandering metaphors, I'm suspending posting any other news until next week because I can barely stand the thought of it coming to an end.
Somehow moving on with regular business just doesn't seem right until we learn who this year's winner is. How will we ever sleep?
Oh the uproarious nonsense that has been spewed upon the page in the name of bad art. The offenses are too numerous to count. You've all contributed in a profound way to the madness. And you've contributed to my sanity. It's been a crazy week for me, and I personally want to thank you all for keeping me sane.
Who, oh who, will it be?