SLAM!

Winnipeg Poetry Slam—Red River College

First rule about a poetry slam:  no nudity.

Boo!

What’s the point—let’s go home,
No want hear all them poem.

Oh too late, you must stay;
Grab a seat, do not stray.

Get some numbers, be a judge—
Judge be fair, numbers don’t fudge.

Poems, some good
Some seem coarse—
Soak them all!
Have no remorse.

Fingers go snap,

Hands go clap,
Poems be real—ain’t no rap;
Poets be real—ain’t no crap.

Some be grave;
Some be ham;
Good time crave?
Come to SLAM!

Ray Yuen