Inky Judge Krisha's Poem
‘Twas the Night of the Battle
( inspired by the battle and “Twas the night before Christmas.)
Twas the night before the battle,
My room scattered with weapons.
Not a creature stirring, not a scythe not a bee.
Preparing for the battle ahead.
My laptop plugged in to charge, in hope it would survive.
Twas the night of the battle,
then what to my wondering eyes should appear,
Some fairy lights, emotional spoons and goldfish.
And with that, I knew the battle had commenced.
Twas the hour of the battle,
I sat with twenty books, weapons and bad internet connection.
We battled with our sharpened weapons,
All with separate opinions and different thoughts.
Many of us 8 were scathed,
Many of us 8 were injured,
But we all survived.
At last we came to a decision and the long list was turned into the shortlist.
And with some piano playing, the battle was over.
And… Twas the night after the battle.
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