The last post is the WINNER!

[Revoltingest]

I'm winning, you silly old fop
with rhyming that beats your lame slop!
My doggerel flair
kicks your derriere.
Thor willing, I am back on top!

 

[Vinayaka]

You may think your winning is cool,
But in reality only a fool
Would ever confess
To such petty BS
And admit to defeat, that's the rule.

 

[Revoltingest]

I'll never admit to defeat!
I'll always come back to compete!
I lust for a battle!
My sabre will rattle!
So spare me your idle conceit!

 

[Brickjectivity]

yes Thor was a reasonable guess
but burning for war is a jest
and your rhyme's incomplete
because you can't compete
with the #1 poetry pest

 

[Vinayaka]

I don't care if I win or I lose,
Let others be aware of that ruse,
For these words alone stand,
On their own in the land,
So go drink your own losing booze.

 

[Vinayaka]

If wit is the game that we play,
And we poets are here for the day,
Then just be aware,
That this is a dare!
And there's little that you guys can say.

 

[sun rise]

Out here on the West Coast
Where life is grand I boast
Too bad for you
lost in elsewhere stew
I'll revel in my place the most.

 

[sun rise]

Sometimes you seem quite snarly
and one might say even gnarly
but I know for sure
that each heart is pure
but is feeling this caused by barley?

 

[sun rise]

Do not consider this a rout
but I need to go out
do some things
enjoy some swings
but will be back for the next bout.

 

[Brickjectivity]

Shoowee, how did this rhyming thing start?
I can't be the first one to fart.
Its got to be you
you know that its true
I can't be the one to depart.

 

[Vinayaka]

Oh, the Limerick man was alone,
He was stuck in that landscaper zone,
So many of us,
Got on the rhyme bus,
To counter the BS he'd blown.

 

[Revoltingest]

I gaze from above on my throne.
I'm pleased with the seeds that I've sown.
The limerick form
becomes the new norm.
No longer must I rhyme alone!

 

[Vinayaka]

The king motivational speaker,
Has spoke, "I'm not meeker
than anyone here,
Oh I'll still sneer
At a wannabe poet, that sneaker!

 

[Vinayaka]

Just wanted to add further clarity,
Poetry is not a necessity,
For those who can't rhyme,
Just pay me a dime,
And you can write prose, see?

 

[sun rise]

Starting is lost in the mists of time.
But we're now on this mountain climb.
It's ok if you're verse free
even as is the tall true.
But I think verse can be called sublime.

 

[Vinayaka]

If it's prose versus verses,
It could drive us to hearses,
I vote for 'either',
That or a 'neither'
Poor asylum nurses.

 

[Viker]

I won!!! Omg!!!

 

[4consideration]

You did! Congratulations!

 

[sun rise]

Viker led me to temptation
and directional change consideration.
I am pure
that's for sure
except for sinful peregrination.

 

[Vinayaka]

The winner gets cheers for many tomorrows,
The rest of us beers to drown all our sorrows,
But nothing will last,
Cause posters are fast,
And the cheerleaders will just give us more 'Oh!'s.