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Post by Ceeje on Sept 6, 2006 0:44:34 GMT -5
MartyFest Poetry Competition
Create a poem about Marty, Lovehammers, or the Marty/Lh experience. Your poem can be of any form and use any poetic devices. Each poem will be entered into an anonymous poll to determine the winner. You may enter up to three (3) poems.
Send your poem(s) to Ceeje via PM. Your poem must be received by September 20, 2006, by 11:00 PM EST.
Prizes: The winner will receive an autographed photo.
Do not post your poem(s) in this thread.
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Post by Ceeje on Sept 12, 2006 19:30:42 GMT -5
How are we doing with this? I've just got the first entry! Don't be shy! You can do it. Send your Marty or Lh-inspired poems to me by Sept. 20th! If you win, you get an autographed pic! You really can't have enough of those, can you?
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Post by chk on Sept 14, 2006 1:14:14 GMT -5
It's killing me that Mods aren't eligible...
Anyway, to get you all motivated, here are some of the, um, poems, that Jet, Peekaboo and I came up with over the last year. They were first published in the Aussie thread.
This first one was written after RS:INXS finished and before we had the CD available. Sing it to the tune of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star:
Ode on a Blue Guitar
Strumming, strumming blue guitar
How we wonder where you are.
Up in music heav’n so high
Smashed to bits did make us cry
Strumming, strumming blue guitar
How we wonder where you are.
Silent, silent blue guitar
We can’t hear you from so far
Maybe Marty can bring your mate
And play a tune, but still we wait
Silent, silent blue guitar
Please tell Epic to move its arse.
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Post by chk on Sept 14, 2006 1:16:16 GMT -5
Ah, and these are the Lovehammer limericks that we wrote in order to celebrate the wonders of each Hammer: There once was a rocker named Dino Who was a bass player supreme-o He saved his small pug Gave fans big bear hugs And caused chat rooms to steam-o. There was a golden boy called Billy Who caused all his fans to act silly He plucked and he strummed He sang and he hummed And he married a pretty young filly. There once was a Greek god of thunder Who left all in shock and wonder Young girls got all sobby When they saw their Bobby And tore his T-shirt asunder.  |
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Post by chk on Sept 14, 2006 1:18:13 GMT -5
Okay, stay with me. These next ones are a celebration of Marty's Bar Down Under, as the Aussie hangout is known.
The Bar Down Under (by chk)
Once upon a time
there was a man named Marty,
Who asked his best friends,
“Where’s the best place to party?”
Dino just shrugged,
Bobby shook his head
But Billy the guitar god
Got it right when he said,
“I hear there’s a bar
way, way, way Down Under
where the chicks are hot
and the music thunders.”
Marty said, “That’s cool!
Will they let me dance?
Replied Dino, “Yeah, dude,
If you’re wearing white pants!”
The Bar Down Under II (by Jet)
Marty Rockstar, Rockstar Marty
Here’s your invite to the Ausgals party
Come Down Under, its not too far
Come join us at our well stocked bar
The only dress code we require
Is your shirtless chest for all to admire
On the Hills Hoist you can spin
While we watch with drooling grins
Or in the spa we can play for hours
We promise Peeks won’t hide the towels *wink*
Most of us a little older
Only makes us all the bolder
To ask you please to come our way
And see how hard the Ausgals play
You see, we all suffer the same affliction
The white pants, eyef@*k, crack addiction
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Post by Trees on Sept 14, 2006 16:02:33 GMT -5
Chk Put your glasses on Mate!!  C... says not to post poems here  ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D Love the eyes and cracks though!!!! |
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Post by chk on Sept 14, 2006 18:38:48 GMT -5
oh, i know. But Mods aren't eligible to win, so i figured I'd, um, inspire, other poets out there!
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Post by Trees on Sept 15, 2006 0:48:29 GMT -5
Thanks Chk... you did inspire me  So here's my go at it.... There was a man named Marty
Who really liked to Party
With the Wink of his eye
You could see he wasn’t shy
Come here he would say
And make my Day
Let us swing and sway
The night away
Oh Marty!!!!Marty sang Trees
He’s such a Tease
Blowing our Minds
Till the end of Times
Wearing red Ties
And Pants to his thighs
His boots are all Wonka
Maybe he drives a Tonka
Though his hair is golden
With eyes so blue
Slim and Trim
I sit and stare
Just saying Wooooo :surrender: |
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Post by Ceeje on Sept 16, 2006 18:12:55 GMT -5
 You may enter up to 3 poems But, mods still can`t enter. Sorry, chk. |
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Post by chk on Sept 19, 2006 20:07:32 GMT -5
WAAHHHH!!
Oh dear. what on earth can possibly cheer me up?
Oh, I know, going to soundcheck at HJ, baby!
There once was a Mod named CHK
Who tried her hand at karaoke.
She couldn't really sing
but that didn't mean a thing
Cause she's hanging with the boys anyway!
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