So it’s like this. I would say we met a new hero while at the Need Coffee Fun Fest at DragonCon this year, but frankly, you were all heroes. However. One among you was knighted by not only the Queen of the Fun Fest but she is also Empress of the Daleks–both titles look very impressive on a C.V., by the way.
When I first conceived the notion of a Bad Poetry Slam contest, incorporating bongo playing, interpretative dance and, yes, bad poetry…I had no idea that by giving the topic of “Krispy Kreme” to a trio of enterprising maniacs we would be graced with such…well, Art.
I look forward to getting the video and such posted so you too can appreciate the performance that just about broke me. That is Alex, aka “Krispy Love,” leading his trio of Poetry Slammers with a poem that was so good it made Wilford Brimley break down in tears. (He wasn’t in attendance that night, you understand, he can just feel sugary disturbances in The Force.) At the end of the evening both he and the Queen made it to the Showcase Showdown, and the Queen won. But she chose Krispy Love as her champion, knighted him, and sent Sir Krispy Love into battle with our collective foe: The Final Pinata.
The battle was joined…and was quickly over.
After DragonCon, having found Sir Krispy Love on Twitter (and you can too–he’s here), this exchange happened:
@WattsUnfiltered: Well then. Your poetic mission, should you choose to accept it, is to take as your subject: the gulper eel. @jackofools
— Widgett Walls (@Widgett) September 4, 2014
It was the first thing off the top of my head. Not literally, however. Gulper eels make terrible hats.
But Krispy Love responded with something unexpected: a haiku.
Gulper eel sounds like
painful Kama Sutra. Help!
And it was exactly what I needed.
Sir Krispy Love, if you can read this, then your next mission–your next topic, should you choose to accept it: “How lasers improve everything.” (salutes) Special thanks to Kim for snapping the majority of these pics. The good ones. The blurry ones are probably mine.