As the competition began to place
The audience and judges shivered in their space
As a young guard, who’d never done the job before
Created a draft inside on the competition floor
Now this might not be bad for contestants so bold,
But judges observing were getting a cold
Said head judge to colleagues, as he spoke to all
I think next year, it’s summer not fall
And sending out messages to stewards away from floor
I know it’s an open…but someone please…shut that door 🚪
Inkdrop is freelance writer with a passion for exploring the intersections between nature, architecture, and artistic expression. With a background in computing, and writing – his pen name harks back to when he played around with rhymes and a fountain pen. Now joined by a selection of created photos from an acquired DSLR camera He shares insights with scribblers of all backgrounds. Outside of visiting museums and exploring the latest in exhibits , he enjoys walking through the countryside in pursuit of the next rainbow.
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