... Or was it? Despite the attempts of Count Olaf to foil Lemony Snicket's plans, there was a terrific response to the Miserable Poetry Contest. Your poems had us howling in fear, curling up in agony, weeping in misery - and screaming with delight!
We are delighted to announce (or as delighted as we can be when we consider the fate of the unlucky Baudelaire orphans) the following winners:
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First Prize
"Untitled"
by Emma Montana McElroy, Age 8
School: LeConte Elementary School
he is in disguise
incognito
it happened last night
the little orphan
was sitting
on the steps
with fear in his eyes
he got up
and started to walk
he came upon a fire
he felt like pillows
there has been an accident
he took
one step
and stopped
he saw where his father
had died
he started sobbing
he went home
he began to feel misery
grief
the end
of the world
at that very moment
he saw something
in the room
it was long
and grim
the figure looked gloomy
she said
"crawl to the door"
he said
"why?"
she said
"there is a fire"
he said
"no there isn't."
and when she left
the fire got
bigger
and bigger
till it was
right in the room
where he was
it moved
it moved toward him
slowly
finally
it covered him
he began to feel
like he was falling
he realized
he had died
there was so much to mourn
they put violets on his grave
and that's the end of that
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The Three Second Prize Winners
"The Grievous Lives of the Baudelaire Children"
by Caitlin McKenna, Age 13
School: Betsy Ross Arts Magnet School
The Baudelaire siblings were pleasant and bright,
All three of them calm and never did fight.
But though these children were rich and clever
Their lives were not good - no, don't think that ever.
They were met with misfortune every which way they turned,
Ranging from fog, to their house being burned.
As you read this sad story 'bout these unlucky kids,
Try not to weep as many others did.
Instead of moaning and screaming and crying,
Just think that living in woe is better than dying.
(Well, to say that in their case just might be called lying!)
"The Grief-Stricken Poem"
by Alex Waterston, Age 10
School: Lewisboro Elementary School
Poor Violet, Sunny and Klaus Baudelaire
Still have to worry about
The hook handed man
And Count Olaf's plan
I really don't think it is fair
The Baudelaire orphans at least are not poor
Olaf is after their wealth
He's willing to kill
He thinks it's a thrill
Montgomery Montgomery's no more
The call for the Doctor I think was not real
He came so quick to the house
But still to this day
To Olaf's dismay
The money's not easy to steal
These miserable stories will not make you glad
If trouble you do not like
Do not read these tales
With lachrymose wails
A word which here means "very sad!"
[no title given]
by Thomas Gonyea, Age 13
School: Sycamore School
Mourn in misery
Dangle with despair
Stalk incognito
An accident there
Unfortunate orphans
Feel the gloom
Violet, Klaus, Sunny
And doom
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Four Honorable Mentions
"Untitled"
by Cody Jurs-Allen, Age 9 3/4
School: Jackson St. School
Sunny likes to bite
but she is
quite a
sight.
Klaus loves books
but he reads
them in
nooks
Violet likes to invent
but she does
not make
a cent
Count Olaf is sneaky and grim
but I do hope I
never meet
him.
Count Olaf has the tatoo of an eye
but oh, I wish
he would
die.
"Sunny's Worst Messes"
by Damian Halverson, Age 11
School: Oakridge Middle School
One of Olaf's nieces named Sunny
loves to bite and it's not funny.
When she tries to make a mess
She always does her best best.
When she got locked in a cage she
had a baby-size rage.
"A Boy Without a Toy"
by Sapna Shah, Age 10
School: Our Lady of Libera School
There once was an unfortunate boy,
He did not have a toy.
For he thought his parents were dead.
And all he had was a bed.
He could not even smile,
He couldn't even walk a mile.
After 2 years he found his parents alive,
The problem was they had taken a long drive.
"SNAKES"
by Chelsea Pullan, Age 9
School: Jackson St. School
Montgomery Montgomery
loves snakes.
He has venomous snakes,
non venomous snakes, little and
big snakes.
Snakes hedges
Shall I keep going on?
Well I could, but it would take forever.
So back to you Lemony Snicket.
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