RE: Song Contest: "Rocking Out the Loot on Splinterlands"

Excellent.

Now, mate ... here's what you do: publish a post in CTP in which you regale your fellows about a poet named QuillFire who has spent years trying to inspire Hivians (and before them, Steemians) to work together ... as if they were One. And tell them that QuillFire, though having failed, makes no apologies ... for long before he was a poet, he was a soldier.

In said post, throw down the gauntlet: DARE them to sing this song as you yourself will sing it.

"But I can't sing. I would be humiliated."

I can't sing either, but I can write ... and I have written. Mate, the world does not work if there is not honor amongst soldiers. I did my thing ... now you must do yours. I suggest you invest in a bottle of rum.

This Contest may, or may not, spotlight a magnificent singer -- and in the process turn them into a superstar. But that's OK ... because that's not the objective of the Contest. My words were comedic: I am both a poet and a satirist. My words were not designed to reduce you to tears of sorrow (poet), they were designed to reduce you to tears of merriment (satirist). They were designed to get everyone to laugh at the most comedic thing in the universe ... themselves.

So, if you cannot sing well ... sing so terribly that it becomes sublime in its terribleness.

Just tell others ... "Quill made me do it."
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Quill

FYI: There is a guy inside of Splinterlands who is making this song a cause. For the moment, I will not name him for if this Contest goes nowhere, I don't want him to be punished. Mind you, if it works ... I shall write an ode that would be envied by presidents, prime ministers, princes and kings.

@aggroed @theycallmedan