Friday is I Can’t Believe It’s Not Poetry Night. The winner (chosen by the audience, usually without regard to skill or sobriety on anyoneís part) is named Malvolian of the Year and earns a minimally interesting gift award.
Any form of poetry is acceptable, though the Homeric Epic has been largely discouraged. One may wish to study previous entries for inspiration, or perhaps as a form of aversion therapy. Among favorite forms for Weekenders have been:
The Haiku. Three lines (5 syllables, then 7, then 5 again) with no need to rhyme. The last line is often zany. Special credit is typically awarded for a Bryku, which, of course, is one that makes some reference to Weekender Bryan.
The Fibonacci. (hat tip to Kurt): Number of syllables per line as follows: 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21, 34, etc. (if you need to know any more beyond that, you should probably consult either a math textbook or the expiration date on your medication bottle).
The Elizabethan Sonnet. Written in iambic pentameter, the rhyme scheme is a-b-a-b, c-d-c-d, e-f-e-f, g-g. The last two lines are known as a couplet and often act as a summation or conclusion, though just as likely they were slapped on at the last minute.
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