“I’ll allow it.” - Señor Chang
Oh hey! Look! I wrote a spreadsheet for the pie in the sky goal of getting one for each entry.
Two entries have spoilers in their poems, so I wanted to tag them.
Detritus
Alone on your ship. Much debris.
But there is one positive, see?
Recycling’s a thing
Which soon helps to bring,
to how things went wrong, clarity.
Fascism - Off Topic
You’ve one conversational trick.
Use it rightly, you might feel slick.
Step up! Don’t refrain
When those on the train
Nearby talk. Derail their chat, quick!
Lady Thalia
As you track a thief with Mel, Gwen
Rates your work from one up to ten.
They’re falsely ID’d
As you, while you’re keyed
On where and how they’ll strike again.
(Alternative: On their next crime’s where how and when?)
Space Mission 2045
Are LLM entries unfair?
To this question, folks give great care.
Moot with this entry
Which soon came to be
Just one step up from vaporware.
Under the Sea Winds
You’re off to Bermuda and Sweden
To justify grant money pleadin’.
Find a snake. Wait, more!
Search on- and off-shore
To find water samples for readin’.
Uninteractive Fiction 2
You’ve got one choice here, binary.
Don’t whine. At least this game is free.
But dare we dream big?
Might the author rig
TWO choices for work number THREE?
Violent Delight
The purchase you made on eBay
Will come in an hour. Hooray!
Wait, what, real time?
Cue this joke, sublime:
Miss the doorbell, you must replay!
Willy’s Manor
Do THIS for an interview, really?
You may think, when summoned by Willy.
Though the riddles you
Must work your way through
Are overall pleasingly silly.
A winter morning on the beach
Three thousand steps, you need to pace
For your health, as seagulls give chase.
No joke! What they drop
On you makes things stop.
At least it does not hit your face!
Wise Woman’s Dog
A task for a loyal canine:
Your owner’s health is far from fine.
On her a harsh curse
You’ll need to disperse.
Spells you can invert help your pryin’.
you are an ancient chinese poet at the neo-orchid pavilion
You’ve hidden poetic talent
You’re told, and then you’re quickly sent
To a palace, grand.
The emperor’s demand?
Rat out those with traitorous intent.
Your Very Last Words
Unrest has torn through Mexico.
You’re going to be shot soon, you know.
Mem’ries flash by fast.
Nineteen years, yet vast
Adventure you’ve had, ere you go.
