The Versenators Forum Challenge #9

Well, gang, I'm playing secretary for Mr. D today. He's asked that I post the next challenge. He wanted one with a Christmas/holiday theme in hopes that it would encourage you to enter the Cafe's Holiday Contest (deadline Dec. 20).

The challenge - write about the perfect gift... either to you or from you. What would it be? Anything from that must-have pair of shoes to World Peace.

Ladies and Gentlemen, start your keyboards!




Fire for Ink Belle
A Soldier's Wish for Christmas Delvin Ashley Draper
Naughty? Christina Marie
Under My Christmas Tree Kate B
Just in time for Christmas Caroline J. Bloom
A Christmas Gift Paul Grimsley
This Year's Model Marc Mccune

Belle, Nihad told us to pat you on the pack for this one... where is your pack?? ;p Awesome challenge, though! At least SOMEONE cares about us ;p

OK, I'm done bashing our fine moderator now. Love ya, Nihad!!

;-) My bad!!! Oops. love, - Nihad

Lol. Nihad is so silly. I don't want to pat your pack, Belle, because to me that just sounds a little funky. But, I'll pat you on the back. *Pats on back.*

Here's my poem!
A Soldier's Wish for Christmas

Delvin

I tried really hard to come up with some awe-inspiring poem for this challenge, and this is what happened.



lol - enjoy!

Christina - I just read your poem a few minutes ago, the whole time thinking, "Is this for the Versenators challenge? Surely not... No, wait... This is Christina we're talking about."

Lo and behold...

you so bad, girl! ::tongue::

Hi everyone~I'm new here..so was just wondering if there is a deadline for the challenge? Sorry, I'm not sure how they work exactly! Thanks in advance,
~Amy

Ok here is my entry into the challenge.



Kate

Amy - hi! Welcome to the Versenators. On a GOOD week, Nihad posts a new challenge on Fridays. There's no set deadline, but we try to get the challenge answered before a new one shows up.

Hope this helps. Oh, yeah, there is a code for a group button on another thread here (it might be on page 2 or so). Just copy and paste it to the end of your challenges if you'd like.

Lonely single living in a studio apartment,
my Santa Clause mocked in superstition,
what is it I really want, really need?

Thought of the red head beauty with hazel eyes.
How I could have her with one wish.
But rest assure, I�ve encountered better love,
more complicated orgasms with a book by Tom Robbins.
What would I do with a redheaded insurance person?

Love crumbled around and my thoughts turned green.
Money out my pockets, socks full of green and white.
Anything I wanted, at the prices I could afford.
A new business suit, a new business personality.
With a lonely life as mine, my bank account I never unfold,
check the receipts and I�m aware, �I�m rich as a pot of gold.�

Love and Money. Wishes greater do not exist.
A note full of scribble; I was sure not to scrabble.
Stocking stuffers, lights for my window, a Christmas tree,
ribbons and bows, snow shoes, nutmeg and music,
the list shot straight to the North Pole.
Each one denied by a snicker from the Clause.

Funny as it was to deny me my wishes, deny me my faith.
I set a trap that forthcoming Christmas and caught clause,
climbing down the elevator shaft to my studio apartment room.
The trip wire, into the cage, a list of demands.
Scared as a mouse, silent as a mocking bird, he stuttered,
�Anything you wish.�

So, with my superiority in the cerebrum of my brain,
I fed him carrots and red beets till his face turned red.
Invited the reindeer to nutmeg, cookies and milk.
Dances and karaoke as they sailed their way home,
Rudolph driving with the red-faced Santa leading the night.

In the gloom and music alone in my studio apartment,
my wish was received, for one night of the year.
Me and Mrs. Clause as drunk as 80 proof vodka,
we made love under a snow roof.
And as it �twas, �twas the season to be jolly.
At exactly midnight of Christmas day,
you could hear the bells singing, the lights flickering,
the mouse�s stirring, the Christmas tree shaking,
and in the back round me moaning, �Ho! Ho! Ho!�

Providing linkage:

i think my poem came slightly ahead of the challenge but i hope it's still ok to post it because it conveys the idea i have of the perfect christmas gift

my entry:



merry christmas!

�Tis Truly the Season to Be Jolly by Johnathan Alexander Livingston iii