Bravo, writers! Another great batch of entries, once again. I thought they were all really funny.
This week's winner of the Palme d'Or was Bet. Her expansion of the poem kept me doubled over in hysterics like a madwoman in the office. Especially in the lunchroom.
WILLIAM: I have eaten/the plums/that were in/the icebox/and which/
you were probably/saving/for breakfast/Forgive me/they were delicious/so sweet/and so cold/and I know they had/your name on them/But I peeled off the label/and stuck it on Larry's orange/On the shelf below.
Congratulations, Bet! Everyone had terrific entries!
I would like some honest feedback on this game, though. Is it getting too hard to keep this up every week? I know maybe I should try to hold it on a consistent day....
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