Leanne and I went the the Dead Poet Slam at Cafe Du Soliel. She went as Sylvia Plathe, and I was the Dead Cowboy Poet. I didn't have a poem for my Character, but entered the slam anyway, because they didn't have too many competitors there. Then a bunch showed up. Anyway, I went up, took a swig from my bottle of Jack, (a suggestion from Sylvia) and then read my freshly scribed poem, Cowboy Poetry is Dead. Well the judges LOVED it, and I was in first place going into the second round. So I did my other poem about poetry, "The Slam Poet" and scored even higher points and WON THE SLAM. So now I can put that to my credit along with the annoying "Canada's George Carlin". Anyway, the group photo is of the newly established fan club for the Dead Cowboy Poet.
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