Today I am participating in the St. Thomas Ping Pong Smackdown, a four week ordeal of grueling matches which extend for days.
My first round opponent is, oddly, razorite and last week's haiku champion, S. I'm not sure how that happened, but it's good news for her because I am really bad at ping-pong. I also don't have any idea when or where we are playing, so it may be even easier than she thinks.
So, let's haiku about ping pong and any other basement-type games you like-- pool, air hockey, Ms. Pac Man, whatever. Here is mine:
Let go of the paddle
It flew, fast and true, into
Into Tom Brooke's head.
Now it is your turn. If your 5 syllable/7 syllable/5 syllable poem is judged superior to all others, you will win your more-or-less accurate biography here on Monday! Now do it!
Called it beerpong,
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Pass the Tylenol.
I love bumper pool!
ReplyDeleteA game of angles and trash talk
No one knows the rules.
Anon. 6:27-- that actually kind of rhymes. I'm not sure we have ever that before here.
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ReplyDeleteA large oak table
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one bounce, clink, sploosh, drink
to our amazement
our accuracy improved
as the night progressed
Threw out my shoulder,
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Air hockey victor!
Down in the basement
ReplyDeleteThe favorite game was one
We hid from my mom.
Ping pong diplomacy
ReplyDeleteA simple game linked two nations
Next stop? Jerusalem!
Bob
making basement stew
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a fishy . . . bork . . . bork
My head? Did not notice
ReplyDeleteI was busy playing Risk
Life, Monopoly.
Ping Pong I never liked.
ReplyDeleteOr maybe it was just the
BASEMENT part of it.
Ping pong date,in cellar
ReplyDeleteLed to other games,witnessed
young brother,sly feller.
Gentleman farmer,
ReplyDeleteSurrogate Dad, gave us ping pong.
No strings love: best gift.
Christine--I do believe you've done it again.
ReplyDeleteSaw through Ms Pac-Man's
ReplyDeleteulterior motive:
woo girls to gaming.
But played Ms Pac-Man
obsessively. Loved to chomp
up those blinking dots.
"You're toast", "In my dust",
ReplyDelete"I could do this one handed",
Trash talk, simple joy.
Osler says he's bad,
I say I'm worse, being right
makes Ping Pong loser
Renee - I'm kind of favoring Anon 9:56 and the Medievalist.
ReplyDeleteThe Osler's basement
A journey into the dark
kittie eyes stared back
~*~*~
dark, dank, unfinished
so utilitarian
teenage haven, not
Heard of nude-a-thon?
ReplyDeleteLittle boys hide-- don't get caught!
New Year's tradition.
Not skillful at pong.
ReplyDeleteLike pursuit trivial...or
Lush convivial!
The night Rock beat Toni
At Monoply,folks snoozed.
Clunk! board grazed his head.
Poker table blush
ReplyDeleteSweaters, jeans and lingerie
Lord, I need a flush!
Skinny generals
ReplyDeleteSlug Mountain Dew before they
Invade Kamchatka!
Chalk soothes his cane tip.
ReplyDeleteMotions her to an oak table.
She thrills!How spheres fly!