Ok, here is the poem that I won the contest with.

It is a cinquain poem. The format has to be as follows:

2 syllables
4 syllables
6 syllables
8 syllables
2 syllables

Cinquain poems do not generally rhyme.

It takes a man to be my dad

Fuck You!
I hate you dad.
You call yourself a man?
Not one call in thirty four years.
Fuck You!

Firts time I have seen snow in 9 years !!!!!

Was out at 6am playing my the cat (Not that cat Nick).

Smudge has never seen snow either and was having a great time.

I actually think Smudge thinks he's a dog cos he was rolling snowballs back to me for me to throw again.

In other news:

I got my snake yesterday. I have named it Kaya.

I won a poetry contest.

Only one more week of this work nightmare and then I can get back to blogging my heart out while working. Yippee.