HIGHLIGHTS FROM ENTRIES TO THE MOONLESS MONDAY SONG-WRITING COMPETITION
In no highlight-ly order:
“”I prefer it to be called the Mephistopheles Speakeasy.”"
by Megan Baskin
“Madame comes to check my work”
by Sierra J
“Sip from my nipperkin-formented black morello cherry-and allay my sway to the allergando strikes of the one who made mensh music, lofty lad, thought the words made me weary…”
by Candice Cross
“By the time I’d finished reading it, the horse had gone”
by Victoria Critchley
“Poof! these supper club beelzebubs have marked you”
by Marcus Parcus
“Puke. Puke. Puke”
by Panagiotis Papadopoulos
“Anything too stupid to be said is sung.”
by Chris Musillo
“I had a split vision”
by Alex Andren
“Satan’s little helpers”
by Ian Marshall
“Snow White and her Small Mates”
by Stephen Adams
“Today I found a silly sound, a funny string on my guitar”
by Kim Vanderpoorten
“My mathemortician, he’s no magician”
by Leanna McMillin
“My daddy pulled your tooth!”
by Sasha Opeiko
“She fell asleep and dreamt five-plus-two”
by Ben Ladouceur
“In her predicament, most pixies would have disintegrated into a puddle on the linoleum.
But this pixie fought back.”
by Scott McGinnis
“One million, two hundred thirty-four thousand, five hundred and sixty-seven. My mother’s name is Harriet.”
by Arthur Meyer
“His head got red and he was multiplied to the number of days in that week.”
by Jannes Schuermans
“The maid’s hands rest on her hips. She once used those for the Tropicana dances.”
by Thomas Britt
“In the time before the dime cost a dollar”
by Daniel Lishok
“Those satanic ear-bleeders”
by DW
“But he was not born to work, he was born to shine!”
by Martha Lavooi
“Made myself a snack sac of Samoas and raced off to have my ears pierced.”
by donkey beads
“Tell wild lies”
by Scott Amy
“A set of siete salesmen (coincidentally all named Salvador) found themselves holding or hoarding a most coveted key.”
by Nathan Loetz
“Should I miss spell in instinct will win a bee.”
by Troy Flippen
“Drinking diet cola from a tiny hole”
by Darren Kim
“Now enter the sheriff with tin on his tit.”
(Again) by Scott McGinnis
“Those dancing girls doesn’t always dance nice”
by Ian Weatherseed
“The feeling was the falling.”
by Ross B. Maddux
“…stolen/By some slick Lucy.”
and
“Snake says to my baby…”
by Melinda Wynn
