Hi everyone! Here are the finalists from each week's contest:
Mr. Rushworth was very well bred,
At least that’s what everyone said,
He had lots of loot
And a big house to boot
But he is much too thick in the head.
I have a young neice called Miss Price,
And really she hasn’t a vice.
Although she’s not pretty,
And, a pity, not witty,
She’ll fetch what you want in a trice.
Miss Crawford was harp-less awhile,
Which really was quite a sore trial.
She offended the hay,
By attempting to pay,
For priv’ledge, in Londoner style.
Mr. Rushworth’s dullness abounds
Although he has 12,000 pounds
He is such a big dolt
In his taffeta coat
He’ll look just as dumb as he sounds.
Aunt, you've been spunging, I see"
"Niece, I've done well, I agree
I tried to say no
But they wouldn't let me go
'Til they'd forced these goodies upon me."
Sir Thomas was thought far away
So the young people planned on a play
In shock did they learn
Of his surprising return
No curtain calls witnessed that day !
I hope you will allow
It's time to take my bow
I love a good play
But marry? No way
That is my 'lover's' vow
Miss Crawford gave Fanny a necklace
To help her look spiffy and speckless,
But was slow to acquaint
Her with its Henry-taint.
What kind of a friend is so feckless?
Miss Susan was highly offended
Whenever the home went untended,
And 'twas hard to assuage
The Great Silver Knife Rage...
...until she was kindly befriended.
In London the couple re-met
Henry wooed the reluctant coquette
Oh how he persisted
If she'd only resisted
Instead they must live with regret
Since there are so many, please vote for two. Then we'll have a run-off. (I seem to have sporting contests on my mind these days!) First round voting will end Tues., Oct. 26th, 6 pm Pemberley time. I'll post the finalists that evening, and you'll have until Wed. the 27th 3 pm to vote. The grand prize winner will be announced Wed. night. So vote, vote, vote!