Sasha mentioned a limerick contest about Norman Rockwell, and it reminded me of the only poetry contest I have ever entered.

I few years ago, I entered (and won) a poetry contest in the Red Hat email newsletter “Under the Brim.” The challenge was to write a poem that used our name, where we lived, the flavor of Linux used, the reasons we use Linux, and the results of using Linux.

This was my winning entry:

There once was an Atlantan named Ron
Whose servers always had to be on.
For maximum uptime,
He found Red Hat sublime;
And soon all the Windows were gone.

All I won was a Red Hat t-shirt and bragging rights among geeks. I still wear the shirt, and with this post, I’m still bragging in geekland.