So here we are, let's get our voting on for the winner of our Easter competition, you may vote for one egg and one story. The voting will be open until next week when I will announce the winners and prizes! Good luck to all participants, and thanks to everyone who participated!
Rules for voting:
Egg Drawing Competition Entries
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Egg Story Competition Entries
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Rules for voting:
- Gauge your voting on creativity and personal like of the piece of work.
- Do not rate the written stories on spelling or grammar, but on fun or creativity in them.
- Remember, this contest is all about the participants having fun doing them.
Egg Drawing Competition Entries
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Egg Story Competition Entries
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There was an old man from Nantucket,
Who baked apple pies in a bucket.
But the egg got away,
And there was no way,
To finish his dough, so he chucked it.
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An egg, stuck under Hen,
Wished freedom from his pen.
The hen did stir at the sound of Cat's purr
But all was soon well again.
When famer came 'round,
Opening doors with a pound,
Poor Hen was scared, Egg rolled far as he dared,
And escaped the coop with a bound.
It was free,
Escape did he,
But the leap left a crack, and before looking back,
He fell all apart like Humpty.
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Little eggs clustered around, showing off their brand new colors. All were dyed in beautifully bright yellows, pinks and blues. A double-yoker called Eggstra took the center to show off her expertly painted shell full of yellow flowers and even a butterfly. The excited chatter fell off when their eyes settled on the little egg, Eggstute. The disappointment was apparent in their expressions but the little Eggstute dyed poorly in a dull, patchy green didn't seem to mind.
The next day, the great escape began. Bright dots of color dotted the landscape as the eggs tried to escape with their candy. Eggstra sat and frowned as she bumped along in a basket. She became even more infuriated by the sight of the little patchy green egg munching on chocolate beneath the shade of a bush completely unnoticed by frenzied children.
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