
**FIRST PRIZE** The winner of this contest will receive their very own roll of ShitBeGone!.
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In honor of that which is so loved and so popular, the challenge of this contest has
been to write an ode to poop, in the "Roses Are Red" style.
And after 148 entries, we've narrowed it down to these five finalists.
Poo causes pleasure, and poo causes pain. One of these poems eternalises the universal dichotomy of poop -- it's up to you to identify that poem.
Want to see all the original entries? Click here.
Thanks to the judges: Corey, Dakota, Trashcanman, Artful Dodger, Tydirium, and Axel.
This contest is closed. Click here to see the winner.
Dumps are a blessing,
But sometimes a curse.
Rock solid or runny?
Don't know which is worse.
-- Che Guanovara
Sea World is a rip-off,
I hate to spoil it.
But why pay money?
When Shamu's in my toilet.
-- Stank Nugget
My turd-scented zephyrs are fugitive bound,
To float through the air and saturate ground.
To tickle my anus and dung-ridden mound.
Oh flatulant lover, take heed of my sound!
-- Tony
Pirates are bad
And the Al Qaeda is, too.
But everyone smiles
When they're taking a poo.
-- Sergeant Sweat Pants
My TP is 1-ply.
My fingers poked through.
I see they are brown now --
It's time to buy 2-.
-- Che Guanovara
Want to see all the original entries? Click here.
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A NOTE ABOUT CONTROVERSY:
20 hours after I put it up, I restarted the vote with two new finalists this morning (6/26). Some of the
PoopReporters, with senses of fairplay and justice more acute than mine, pointed out
that the two finalists below violated the dictated "______ is/are _____" format that
every poem was supposed to take.
I take full responsibility for allowing these two poems to slip through the cracks.
They were both great poems, which blinded me to the fact that they didn't follow
protocol. So, honorable mentions to Tom Turdriffic and Latrina, and apologies to them
and to everyone for the wild goose chase.
Be it shits from the masses,
Or shits from the kaiser,
Shit is the greatest
Social equalizer.
-- Latrina.
I sit and I think,
It's suddenly so clear,
The key to a man's heart,
Is tolerating his rear.
-- Tom Turdriffic.
I replaced their entries with the next most popular entries, as chosen by the judges.
Sorry about getting your hopes up, Tom and Latrina. And sorry for violating protocol,
to everyone else. I hang my head in shame.
-- Dave
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