As you recall, dear readers, we had an exciting contest this week. Who can come up with the best ideas for the blog?
We said we’re opening the blog to you, our readers, and we’re going to keep our word!
To be honest, when we read the responses we were very impressed! So many great ideas! But, there can only be one winning idea. So the idea that won, the idea that will get the gift card is:
An epic poem!!!!!
You asked for it, you got it! An epic poem about a car.
This is the first chapter. Read, enjoy, and give us your feedback. If we get enough positive responses, we’ll continue!
King Hrothgar great and strong sits in his hall
Surrounded by companions both big and small
Drinking all night till wee hours of morn
Little knowing that outside lurks the demon spawn
Music and feasting for the brave and the strong
But for some soon they will sing their last song
In smashes his way that weird wicked thing!
Stopped in mid-note the song just begun to sing
The vile Grendel so evil and foul
Warriors drop dead just from his howl!
The bloody carnage is terrible to behold!
The once-warm bright hall has turned dark and cold
Yes! Things look quite black for Hrothgar’s star
But the very worst thing? Grendel’s stolen his car!
Weeping and wailing for all his lost things
He knows he must call that great friend of kings
The brave good Carwulf will come to his aid
Just as long as he knows that he’s gonna get paid
With trembling fingers Hrothgar picks up the phone
Praying and hoping that Carwulf is home
What good fortune and luck for our good king!
Carwulf picks up on the very first ring!
Weeping and groaning and shedding a tear
His voice is so quiet one can barely hear
My car! Hrothgar sobs and can say no more
Because it’s not just a car that you buy in the store
McLaren F1 LM and they only made five
Carwulf must get Grendel – dead or alive!
End of first chapter