I just did my first blackout poem for this month’s contest.
The ‘Top-Notcher’
The closing scene of the celebration
placed them above the recent Games
the Committee and a few guests for Oyster
did not want to launch The water,
however, the steamer volunteered
When the party was safely landed,
the Committee marched home whistling
I am an institution and are all
the long lingered long
splendidly One by one
all words of welcome were to
the visitors with a smile and a handshake.
bear and deer antlers and skin
I want to say one word you feel is
the literal truth, the history
the biggest feat that has ever been
Now that we are here we must not forget
how proud we are of the straight shooting.
and the yell that went up
worked through the crowd
to the front of the window
Well, we’ve won and the less talking we do the better.
‘Remember,’ drop the business and go to work
