Poetry at its best

Mine and Jackie Shafer's December b-day wish was granted - we wanted a Poetry Party, and Poetry Party we got! I know what you're thinking - lame, lame and lame. But it was pretty awesome. There was beatnik attire, snapping and drum playing. Poetry Heaven. The gist - we gave everyone poem definitions as a refresher (Haiku, Sonnet etc), and had them place random nouns in a bowl for us to draw out of. Each poem we did had to incorporate the nouns we picked, and we had to read each of them aloud. I haven't laughed so hard in a very long time. Here's a sample of a few of my poems.

Limerick (words: dreamcatcher, i pod)
I purchased an i pod today
A million songs it can play
Dream catcher
Potato smasher
I like sitting by the bay

Sonnet (words: cavity, applesauce, assistant to the regional manager, electrician, paint chip)
What do paint chips taste like?
Probably not very good.
If I got locked in our basement,
Would I consumer paint chips or wood?
Ah! Neither would I choose,
Our emergency storage I would peruse.
I’d start with applesauce
Maybe Tree Top or Motts
And finish with a little booze
But what if I get a cavity?
Would I have to remove my own tooth?
Like Tom Hanks in Cast Away –
I think I’d rather puke.
No thanks assistant electrician to the regional manager.

Hey - I didn't say it was good poetry.