It is just a game or is it? for writer's cramp |
It is just a game or was it? Sam Adams woke up and found himself in a large tent in a strange camping ground in a strange land. At attendant in a black suit handed out his number They introduced him to his "teammates" There were three other teams. a voice over the loudspeaker explained the rules. The rules were simple Listen to the song, The four person teams Had to Identify the singer and band, Before anyone else did Pressing a red button. If you won that round You survived the game. If not, Your group would be eliminated. Bad Moon Rising was the first song, Sam and his group hit the button And survived the round, As the song played on. And the full moon Casts an evil red glow as they looked out at the strange campground. As the second song One way wind Came on A blast of foul smelling heated air filled the campground. They won that round as well The others were not as fortunate They just disappeared from the tent. The last song was a Dutch song Mjin Gebed My prayer And Sam and his group Prayed they got it right And they did. They “won” the contest And went back out of the contest tent. No one else was there In the end, it might have been an alternative reality event, Might have been a nightmare Or perhaps it was after all, It is just a game. New Prompt: At the Dutch NPO Radio 5, the DJ's are playing a game called: The Holiday Tape. (You know, the things that you have to put in a cassette recorder in order to listen to the music, while you are on your way.) Participants in the game had to listen to 3 fragments of music, and within 10 seconds of time they had to name the titles of the songs, from which they just heard the fragments. You have to bold in your story or poem: Bad Moon Rising One Way Wind Mijn Gebed (translated My Prayer - sung by CS Lewis, and playing the Church Organ is Feike Asma) You should listen to the song when you have the chance, it is worth it. Your genre is: Music End your story or poem with the following: It is just a game. Bold that as well. |