Wow. That's some poem. No, if I'd seen that one before, I'd definitely remember it.

The only record I've been keeping is of who wins the Cheese Crown (determined by acclamation), and for what poem.

The first year, mischievouspie took the Cheese Crown (swiss) for her performance of "Curfew Shall Not Ring Tonight." The second year, vgnwtch was crowned (jalapeno cheddar) for her absolutely deadpan BBC newscaster voice rendition of works from the Goth Poetry Generator, including an ode to "the leaping warthog of love." I don't think any of the rest of us could have made it through that one straightfaced. Last year, DS claimed the crown (dilled havarti) for his own original works, which dazzled us with the scope and variety of their willful awfulness. His ballad of clone-on-clone violence was especially impressive.

This year, I'm envisioning a Cheese Crown with lovely bleu veins.