Kalle writes:
LINGO, Ireland’s only spoken word festival kicks off for its second year this Friday (Oct 16th). For the day that will soon be in it, the LINGO gang want to offer a pair of tickets to the epic opening night headlined by Tongue Fu (live improvised soundtracks for 10 world class performance poets) featuring LINGO Laureate 2015, Broadsheet’s ‘rickmeister John Moynes.
In true slam style we want you to battle with words. What better way than a ‘rick-off, using the opening line:“To Lingo there went a brave poet…’
Lines MUST close at 5.20pm MIDNIGHT
Normal ‘rick-off rules apply.
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Oh no… spoken word.
To Lingo there went a brave poet.
‘Twas John Moynes and, wouldn’t you know it,
His stuff’s patriarchal
But carries the sparkle
Of Champagne by Chandon et Moët.
To Lingo there went a brave poet…
who thought he was a linguistic know it-
all-though he could rhyme..
his pros were ill timed
and his skill he failed to show it…
*prose (my bad)
To Lingo there went a brave poet,
Its repute and esteem he did know it.
He regaled with his verse,
And tried hard to coerce,
The Laureate to buy Chandon and Moet.
[Can’t go but couldn’t resist the challenge, ps, written before I saw Gary’s verse}
Heard some of the acts on Arena, this will be a great event.
To Lingo there went a brave poet.
Who was brilliant but too afraid to show it
To get over the fear
She went on the beer
Now she’s brave but too drunk to rhyme
class!
To Lingo there went a brave poet.
The contest he wanted to throw it.
One night he did nick
John Moynes of his ‘rick
A rhyme so bad he ended up blowing it.
Some great entries so far! Keep em coming
To Lingo there went a brave poet.
The car quit, shit, I’ll tow it,
What if I blow it?
A boat I’ll steal and row it,
to be honest, I ain’t much of a poet
but the seed is there so I’ll grow it
and maybe to Lingo will go a brave
poet.
To Lingo there went a brave poet,
Whose poems never rhymed.
He also hated traditional meter.
Aubergine.
winner winner chicken dinner
To Lingo there went a brave poet
Something something something laureate
Something something pigs ear
Something Something Shakespeare
Something something something something illiterate
For balance…
To Lingo there went a brave poet Moynes
Twas sponsored, so there for the coins
He rolled out a fine ditty
It weren’t that too sh1tty,
Now he’s belting them out to the nines.
To Lingo there went a brave poet, Yeats,
Who succeeded to barge in the gates —
“I’ve come for for John Moynes
I’ll spare him some coins
He’ll join me as one of the greats”
To Lingo there went a great poet…. and Ringo was his name-oh!
Thanks a million for all your entries. Really enjoyed reading them. Incredibly tough to choose!
The winner is Gary Flood. Judges decision is final etc.
Loads of tickets available for that and other Lingo shows for anyone else who might be interested at http://www.lingofestival.com/programme/
Gary deserves it for getting the pronunciation of Moët right.