Boy, oh boy, this weird contest
Is quite the difficult request.
The missing vowel I mustn’t use
Is trying every kind of ruse
To get me muddled so I’ll slip—
He thinks before the end I’ll trip.
He’s chuckling, thinking I’ll forget
To keep him out—well I regret
This vow-el must exclude himself;
It’s best he not include himself.
I’m doing very well, I think,
Though often I’ll be on the brink
Of using words with him inside;
Might let the “little fellow” slide
Unnoticed into my next word
So then I stop! I’d lose! (cussword!)
Determined he will never win
I’ll fight the fight until the end.
He’ll see his usefulness is just
Some old, forgotten puff of dust.
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Write a story or poem of any length without using the letter 'A'. Please see announcement for details. |
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Life Without The Letter A Contest Winner
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Author Notes
many thanks to Schatzling for the great art work
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