h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

And in through the door,
It's head hung low,
A little poem appears..
"I think I've lost my owner,"
It cries,
"Can I pretty please stay here?"

It certainly can. If you prefer not to post it here, you can e-mail it to:
[email protected]

You can add a dedication; author credits are nice if available. That's it ... no more "rules"
Looking forward to seeing the poem.

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You didn't recognize me in the first post?

There, there ... I know you are a poem ... I just thought that you were a really clever message sent on behalf of another poem. Actually, you're even smarter than that - you're your own message. You come along here, and meet some of the others, if you like ...

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Thank you!

*Kes walks the little poem through the small verse section (no epics - little poem still seems nervous). As they pass the Limericks he says:*

These chaps are a bit noisy, but they're friendly once you get to know them.

*He introduces the little poem to a group of rhyming couplets that are having tea under a tree*

You'll get on just fine. I'll be back in a while .. and if you want anything, just come to the front office. See you later!

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Thank you again.. you're so kind.

Couplet:

"I hope you like the cup of tea,
Do join us 'neath this shady tree."

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Your ryming lines I do adore!
Shall we, then, imbibe with glee
As we sit beneath this tree?

*Second couplet*

"You're welcome. What fun! ...
and do have a bun!

Stop all your sniffling
And be of good cheer
If a bun doesn't do it
There's alway a beer

My sniffling has long since passed
When kindly sir offered the repast
So now we sit in ryming bliss
Oh look, poem points, now what is this?

First and second couplets:

"That's a Sonnet - walks slow pace,
With 14 lines upon his face,

He talks of life and love and such,
But finds tea parties a bit much!

"How odd!"
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"A sonnet would
Go nice with tea!"

*An incomplete verse wanders by, pausing to talk to the newcomer*

Hello, little poem, so full of glee
I wonder if you can help me
I talk of jewels rich and rare
Of ornaments beyond compare
Precious metals, wealth untold,
Drinking cups of solid gold
Plates of white metal ........
...which leaves me unfinished, searching for a rhyme for "silver".

If you haven't changed your address, an email should find you as soon as I make room to drag up my client.

Great to see you again!

Though this site has been re-arranged,
My e-mail addy is unchanged.
It will then be an extra boon
To get a message from you soon.

Forgive an unpoetic hack
but it seems this thread is back

For months I'd languished in great dread.
I hate it when I lose the thread!