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I should get extra points for thinking up a way to break the tie. -------------Or-------with a couple of us BSing about it, more people will remember to go and vote. This keeps the voting thread at the forefront of guys minds.
 
It's baffling, 3,682 views for the poetry thread and 10 votes. There's 10 members on the site right now. Time's running out, fellas.
 
Voting ends tomorrow. Oil up that index finger and punch a key your favorite.[cl

A dozen voters as of now.

It was the third of November.
A day I will always remember.

A sunny morning but I began to shiver.
Heading toward the Mississippi River.

It wasn't because it was so cold.
It was the excitement of what this quest would hold.

That sent me toward this pot of gold.
And fears that it might already be sold.

The oaks had lost their leaves.
The shafts of light, the gentle breeze.

Abandon houses and a falling down shed.
What would lie just ahead?

Bruce had told me he had a collection.
What I saw was beyond comprehension.

Bruce could be called pretty strange.
His lust for Fords only in the '32 to '34 range.

There were dozens scattered here and there.
In the sheds, in garages, in disrepair.

He spent a lifetime collecting Fords.
I have not seen many bigger hoards.

But over next to a moss covered shed.
Sitting on barrels, left for dead.

Was a little car for which he had no love.
It was the object of my affection, a gift from above.

An Anglia body and it's frame.
To let it rot would be a shame.

For the little Ford Bruce has distain.
In his collection it could not remain.

Four hundred dollars and it was mine.
I'd put it together, I'd make it fine.

For 45 years it's been my friend.
We will be together until the end.

We've been a team through thick and thin.
My sweetheart pile of English tin.
 

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WINNER, WINNER, Chicken DInner!!!

Mercury Mac was voted the favorite.[cl
Mac, PM earthman to claim your prize of a $50.00 gift certificate to Speedway.

Sam Fear took second.[cl
Sam, look over the prizes in this thread and select one or two. Or, if you prefer $25.00 cash while U.S. currency is still worth something. Let me know. Please PM your address.

05snopro440 is the third place winner.[cl
snowpro, since it's expensive to send packages to Canada would a $15.00 cash prize be acceptable? Please PM your address.

Thank you to all the contributors. There are over 4,000 views of the poetry thread.

I hope you all had as much fun writing and reading the poems as I did.

Even though the contest is over feel free to throw something on this thread whenever the spirit moves you.
 
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Mercury Mac was voted the favorite.[cl
Mac, PM earthman to claim your prize of a $50.00 gift certificate to Speedway.

Sam Fear took second.[cl
Sam, look over the prizes in this thread and select one or two. Or, if you prefer $25.00 cash while U.S. currency is still worth something. Let me know. Please PM your address.

05snopro440 is the third place winner.[cl
snowpro, since it's expensive to send packages to Canada would a $15.00 cash prize be acceptable? Please PM your address.

Thank you to all the contributors. There are over 4,000 views of the poetry thread.

I hope you all had as much fun writing and reading the poems as I did.

Even though the contest is over feel free to throw something on this thread whenever the spirit moves you.

Yes, that's just peachy. Thanks for doing this, it was fun to come up with something and to read all the entries!
 
I really enjoyed reading everyone's poetry, especially yours Bob. Who was the dang fool who ran you out of the competition? Congratulations to all of the writers for pushing themselves, maybe into a different field. :D:D:D[cl[cl[P[P

I'll PM E-man.
 
Thanks Mac. I too enjoy reading everyone's poetry. I can't understand poetry written by real poets. So it's good to get us amateurs writing about a subject we are interested in.

To answer your question, Mac, I was not in the contest. Reminds me when I was entered in an indoor car show. The judges came over with their clip boards and started looking the car over. Trying to figure how many "points" to give me for this and that. After a few frustrating minutes I suggested they not waste their time but instead move on to a real show car. I told them just mark down, "Not in Competition". I still got a, "Thanks for Coming" trophy.

You know, people, if the spirit moves you, you can always unleash your creative writing skills on this thread.
 
I agree with you Bob, the expensive poetry goes right over my head. Our poetry is cool.
I was just poking at you Bob. You did the gentlemanly thing, as host you stepped aside. It was a crying shame, though, that you and Dr. C. weren't in the competition.
Thank you both for arranging this and pulling it off.
 
I forgot, Doctor C, gets 5 "atta boys" and at least a half dozen "kudos" for setting up the poll. He certainly did the noble thing withdrawing from the contest so there would be a suitable number for the poll.

Thank you, Doc.[cl[cl
 
The Hot Rod Show

The Hot Rod Show

The autumn sun brightly shown.
On the paint and stainless and chrome.
At the car show at the Old Folks Home.

Hot rods, customs, classics of every flavor.
Were lined up there for the residents to savor.

The old folks enjoyed, there were lots of reminisces.
Some people even shared their hugs and kisses.

As they recalled their early years.
I saw lots of smiles and a few tears.

My grandson was there with my old Forty.
He doesn't like it but his nickname is Shorty.

We sat by the car and had a great time.
Not long ago I was driving just fine.

But life caught up and I started to slow.
Shorty had to drive it to the Hot Rod show.

The sun was fading it was getting late.
Shorty was leaving he had a hot date.

I smiled a sad smile as the nurse wheeled my chair.
The staff is nice here, they really do care.

"Could you please turn my chair, if you might.
So I can watch the Forty's taillights as it goes out of sight".
 
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