Have you heard of an exquisite corpse? It's a fun little game where someone starts a story or picture and then passes off to another participant. It has a number of variations, and most commonly is played where the previous player only passes along a sentence in the story (or a number of pixels when playing via Photoshop).

I know a lot of geeks love wordplay and thought it would be fun to give it a go here. The rules are as follows: we're writing a poem, so each couplet has to contain the same number of syllables. I'll start and participation will follow like this:

AA AB BB BC CC CD DD D... etc.

Each letter represents a new participant. Each participant (after me) will finish the previous couplet, write one of his/her own, and then start the next couplet.

If players begin trampling on each other, we may have to resort to calling dibs. Hopefully that won't be a problem. Anyway, here we go!

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When I was younger, I felt a bit outcast, 

I had strange hobbies and was always picked last.

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My style was my own, it was hard to describe

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I did what I wanted, I had my own vibe.

I liked to be different, never followed the herd,

To be just like others was simply absurd

My tastes were alternative, in music and clothes,

You'd not see me joining the Preppies, by Jove!

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Neither polo nor Dockers nor loafers I'd wear

No product named after desserts in my hair

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I preferred gaming to sports when it came to have fun

(Excepting, of course, Wrigley's bleachers, out in the sun.)

Hold on just one moment. What am I doing?

Poems are flowing. From me it is spewing.

If I thrive on difference, why do I conform?

It's the sheeple upon whom I lay all my scorn.

Ugh, did I really just use the word "sheeple"?

Could it be true? Am I just one of the people

Who sit on the sidelines and scoff at the rest

Who refuse to believe they've become self-obsessed?

If so, does that make me a snob or just a geek?

Either way it's clear that I'm hardly unique.

Can being a nonconformist be how I conform?

Have our tastes become part of society's norm?

And if so, why should we decry it a loss

That we're no longer looked at like Urkel or Moss?

I say, "Rejoice!" that our numbers are swelling.

In some states there's a geek in every dwelling.

Who's to say our culture has gone to heck

When everyone knows it's Star Wars, not Trek.

When robots rise up to conquer the world,

And march against Mankind with their flags unfurled,

All will seem lost until global leaders seek

The ever-present yet unassuming geek.

Armed with laptop, keyboard, smart phone and mouse 

One cry will ring out from e-ve-ry house:

"We'll handle the robots and handle them fast
Because geeks rule the world - no longer outcasts!"

I'm pretty happy how this one ended up. See the complete and finished product over at GeekDad, here.

This will be going up on GeekDad tomorrow, but I wanted to give you guys a sneak preview. The incredibly awesome John Anealio turned our poem into a song! Check it out!

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