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The Seven Legs of Trafalgar.

Entry Into Gregor's Worst Poem Contest. ...

The Seven Legs of Trafalgar.

Greetings. This is my entry into Gregor's contest for the worst poem. 

It's the true story of some legs that were washed up on a lonely shore in Trafalgar, in the early 1700's, and their effect on the people of the town there. The inhabitants who discovered them were mystified by their arrival, and some simply ran in fear, others knelt and prayed, while some took it upon themselves to make additions to their already fully legged torsos. This proved to be a drastic mistake, as their walking severely suffered, and they were often made fun of by insensitive children, referring t them as 'Three Legged Dorks' or 'The Tripod People'. These names haunted them for years, and their applications for employment at local Denny's were often coyly discarded, or met with outright rejection. 

This is their story. 

The porcine waters gathered there, 
Where time could only stop and stare 
The faithful tide had settled down, 
A gruesome legend on the ground 

The crescent moon did cast a din, 
'Pon pieces of the fateful kin, 
And lonely memories rested there, 
Like lover's with no hope to share 

And wonderment would soon abound, 
As limbs about the silent ground, 
Would share divergent points of view, 
Could He have meant for more than two? 

I shant forget that doomful day, 
Whence skies once blue, pervaded grey, 
And all about the mournful town, 
The legs of fortune hurled down. 

The end...or is it? 

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Jill Tait

Ay quite bad but too good Matthew 🤣🤣🤣

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A Lonely Journey

Thanks Jillian. 
I think sometimes a great pile of legs upon the beach can be quite traumatic for us. Legs are a funny thing, they propel us forward, but it seems we're always taking two steps back. I wish I had more of them. 

Thank you, 

Matthew. 

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Jill Tait

Haha your imagination is bonkers 🤣🤣🤣

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A Lonely Journey

Thank you, Jillian! 
I think my insanity stems from the insanity of this world, and it's crazy madness. I detest it so. 
However, it could also be the paint fumes, as I've recently had my inner nostrils painted in a sterling green. They had been weathered by the weather. 
You're fum, my friend. I've been a little melancholy these past few days with all kinds of craziness, and disappointment, and horror going on, but I'm glad I have some friends here to fall back on. 
Thanks! 
Matthew. 

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A Lonely Journey

Hey Jillian, 
I just noticed the blatant shortage stars that you endowed upon my poem, and I'm quite plasticized by it(even though I'm not sure what that means). Please let me know if it's a proper sensation in this case. Thank you. 
M. 

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Cherie Leigh

Lol....Okay Matthew...Now maybe the macabre theme can leave readers "out on a limb".....but it is not a BAD poem at all....just gruesome and rather funny in a twisted kind of way....I have no idea how you come up with such creative original ideas, but I am glad you do and share them....I bet the people of Trafalgar were champions in the "three legged race!".....I needed a good laugh today...so you are the one to count on for that....Lol.  But this challenge was to be a bad poem, and this is still very well put together...just a bit strange.....lol  Love n Hugs, Cheerie ;) 

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A Lonely Journey

Thank you, Cheerie! 
I love that you have a wonderful sense of humor, besides being awesome in so many other ways. 
The legs were actually a symbol for pelicans, and the horrific strife they incur at the hands of alligators, and their kinfolk. I know the two have differing opinions on territorial bounds, and favorite mustard's, but we all have to get along in this world. You know what I mean? 
You're strange...KIDDING!! 
Thanks Wonderful Girl!! 
Lurve, 
Matthew. 

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Greg Etsell

Cherie do you think you could 
write a bad poem letr see you can

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Jill Tait

Interception if I may Yes this is too good needs to be worse of the well lol worst Matthew 🤣🤣🤣

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A Lonely Journey

Jillian! 
It's horrible, admit it! You're just trying to keep the sqwackle for yourself. 
Judges?? 
M. 

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Jill Tait

Teeheeee no its good thats the thing xxx

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A Lonely Journey

Thanks Jillian. 
You're a riot, and an awesome person, and I so enjoy seeing you on here(but don't tell you that because you'll get a big head). 
Matthew. 

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Jill Tait

Awww nooo my head is only
lickle Matthew 😁💕🤣

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A Lonely Journey

Lickle?? 
Is that a lickable head? Sounds like a Wonka invention. (try these lickable heads! They're delicious). 
You are truly lickle. 
M. 

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A Lonely Journey

You ain't just whistling Dixie, my friend. 
You are truly wickle lickle! 
LOL. 
M. 

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Jill Tait

Peein meesell laffin at Matthew 🤣🤣🤣

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A Lonely Journey

Ummmm...think you got a little on my shirt! Thank God I'm not wearing one(??). Thanks for peeing. 

M. 

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Flower Girl

Hey Matt......yes yes...... knew this was yours by the pic.....LOL! You’re a genius......luv the story in the beginning and the words that followed......amazing to have read......purple luv & hugs xo :)

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A Lonely Journey

Purpley! 
How are you, you amazing person??!! I miss you! 
Thank you!! (You knew it was weird, so you knew it was me?? LOL). 
Oh, man, does everyone on here know how awesome you are? I hope so. 
What have you been up to? 
TTYS, 
Matthew. 

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Greg Etsell

Matthew this great poem
not bad or worst poem at all
its hard to write a bad poem
when your ues to writeing
great poems  

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A Lonely Journey

Gregor, 
Thank you! You're too kind! I'm the worst! 
Can I get my 7 gallon jug of sqwackle now? 
Thanks! 

Matthew. 

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Greg Etsell

Frist off I don’t know what sqwackle is
i didn’t say it was the worst Said it was great it’s Cherie 
Turn

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A Lonely Journey

Sqwackle is a viscous material made from flobbin and maledetrose extract, that has a wide variety of uses. You can wash your hair with it, shine the car, melt metal, form it into a pair of socks, put it on crackers for a tasty snack, cuddle with it, dress it up in little outfits, have long, loving conversations with it, throw it at monkeys, pine over it, feed it to herrings, etc. etc. etc. It's really nice. 
Can I get it now? 
Thanks! 
M. 

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Greg Etsell

Ok you can have that 
not worst poem 

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A Lonely Journey

Well...do I at least get runner up??!! 
I'll take the lifetime supply of meerkats, I guess, if I can't get the sqwackle. 
I'm number two!!...funny, people do call me a variation of number two a lot...hmmm...
Thanks! 
M. 

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Greg Etsell

frist off I don't know what a
 meerkat is I will have look 
both up

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A Lonely Journey

LOL! 
A meerkat is some type of little animal that pops out of the ground at various times during the day. They're cute, yet have a vicious bite...so you may want to have some type of insurance coverage for the prizes you're giving out. Thanks. 
M. 

LOL!! 

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Marion Price

Matthew this is an excellent poem, really, no doubt about it...you have lost 😊😊

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A Lonely Journey

You're balmy, young lady! It's horrific, and I'm claiming first prize. Give me back my sqwackle, please(isn't that a Lynyrd Skynyrd song?). 
Thanks, 

Winner. 

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Marion Price

Lol...you can't win it's just too good...it all rhymes and makes sense, anyway it's up to Greg...it his contest bit I will send you one of my sqwackles( when I figure out what is is...a pickle onion I think) 😊😃😀

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A Lonely Journey

Oh my gosh! Why does no one know what sqwackle is??!! 
I explained it ad naseum to Greg above. (Please see above). Thanks. 
I win. 
Over. 
M. 

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A Lonely Journey

There's a man holding a leg, for God's sake! 
Over. 
M. 

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Jill Tait

Haha was just teasing u lol give it allstars now my friend 💙❤️💙❤️💙

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A Lonely Journey

Thanks Jillmeister! 
Sometimes I see stars, but mainly when someone drops an anvil on my noggin. 
Thanks for playing! 
M. 

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Greg Etsell

OK time end this challenge 
and name a winner 
all 3 of you won and all 3
get sqwackles   for life 
I don't know what it is
I will have look it up 
and I am never do challenge 
agin I will be in one never start 
it 
 

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A Lonely Journey

Yay!! I won(I think the other two just got pity nods, but don't tell them that). 
I knew I was the worst!! 
Thank you Gergor! That was fum!! 

Matthew. 

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Marion Price

Ha Greg...your challenge was best one of all...great fun 💕

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A Lonely Journey

Marionette, 
I'll send you some of my sqwackle. I feel bad that you can't write as awfully as I do. 
Is your address 11 Monkeytrailer Road, Fillibuster, New England 1333333? 
Coming at ya! 
M. 

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Marion Price

Thought it was a living thing like a pet, I don't want to EAT it 😢😢😢😱😱

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A Lonely Journey

Well, it's all of those things, it's very versatile. 
I had some on bread for lunch, and then put some on a hole in my radiator to patch it in the afternoon! Sqwackle has soooo many uses. It's wonderful! Later tonight, I'm taking some out to dinner and to a movie! Oh sqwackle! 
M. 

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Greg Etsell

Who said You were the worst not me I said all three of you won not just one person 

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A Lonely Journey

Oh, I'm the worst Greg! Just ask anyone! 
I wrote a poem yesterday, and it got 350 reads, and 2 likes. 
Please try to dispute my worstlessness now! LOL. 
Thanks, just having fum. 
M. 

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