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My Win, Your Loss

September 9, 2021
By bridgettes BRONZE, Rolla, Missouri
bridgettes BRONZE, Rolla, Missouri
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I stare at Beau, my enemy, with his full plate of pancakes, 

slathered in a brown liquid.


My allies cheer my on as I drag my sword into the butter,

and then dunk the once cherished delight into syrup.


“He’s on his seventh,”Macey, my loyal spy, states.

I nod, gulping down my carton of cool milk.


“Number?” Beau asks, staring at me from across the table.

“Ten,” I say, though I'm on my twelfth.


Beau’s allies cheer him on, as I ask mine for more pancakes.

“What are you on?” I ask Beau. He is on fifteen.


My stomach feels like it's going to burst on my nineteenth,

the milk being served to me no longer helps me swallow. I want to surrender.


I look at Beau. His eyes look full and sick.

“I am done,” he says, his allies waving their white flag.

“You win,” Macey cries out

as I look across the green ordinary lunch table.


I smile in victory.


The author's comments:

For my schools pancake day, I challeged a hungry friend to a pancake eating contest. So I decided to make a poem about it. I love foods, like pancakes, but after I ate all of those: I wouldnt eat one for three weeks. 


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on Sep. 11 2021 at 10:15 pm
SparrowSun ELITE, X, Vermont
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Favorite Quote:
"It Will Be Good." (complicated semi-spiritual emotional story.)<br /> <br /> "Upon his bench the pieces lay<br /> As if an artwork on display<br /> Of gears and hands<br /> And wire-thin bands<br /> That glisten in dim candle play." -Janice T., Clockwork[love that poem, dont know why, im not steampunk]

i wish i could eat pancakes...
i say i wish for gluten foods to much
it could be worse, i guess.