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Hello everybody,
Once again I let my girlfriend pick out the winners.
This is the fairest way I think as she does not know any of you. So
without further delay....
The first prize winner is Mark Fox. Who had a
very Suess'ish writing...it tells a story. Marco Langbroek
and Steven Drummond are the runners up. If you three would please send me
your address I will get the Besours right out to you.
Thanks again to everyone that entered,
Mark Bostick "The Big Collector"
The Visitor
One dark and dreary night, I was in my study eyeing gads of meteorites to my delight When all of a sudden I heard a thud --- or was it a knock? Whatever it was, I must say it gave me quite a shock! Through the front door's rusty keyhole did I peek Only to see nothing but hear a creak. I unlatched the door and stepped into the gloom; No meteorite on my porch! Nothing! (as far as I could assume) Suddenly, there appeared a plump little man in a derby hat. He paraded, he yodeled --- and to think, all on my welcome mat! "How do you do? I am McGoodygoo the meteorite goo-roo!" he sang as he said. >From that moment on I knew there was something to dread. In his hand he showed me a black little rock; It was Bensour, the new fall that has been causing people to flock. "My good man," he said. "Take it, as you can see it is some sight! For if you don't, I doubt my conscious will let me sleep tonight!" I retorted in a voice so full of blame, "It is just an NWA with a name!" I must admit, I really did not know what to do; I ended up telling that funny little man to shoo. But that didn't deter him, not to the smallest degree! "This little rock is as fresh as can be !" said he. I defended my Peekskill and Rose City as being just as good; I thought by now he would leave, at least I thought he would. But he continued, "Your mind is too much on locations and numbers. Will you accept my Bensour with a pail of meteoritically grown cucumbers?" "Thank you, but I am quite fed." I uneasily said. "It is late and I am now off to bed!" Oh, but he would hear nothing of that, He would rather just sit and chat. "How about on a bus headed for Tucson Holding a stop sign icon?" Finally, my mind began to twirl, My patience started to whirl, "Okay! Okay! I'll take the stuff! Give me the rock Mr. McGoodygoo, please do! I have had quite enough!" I took the piece of the asteroid into my hands and stared at it, that pebble from unknown lands. For a moment I thought its glassy crust gleamed, As so it seemed... Well, all I can say now after that fretful ordeal, After experiencing such meteoritical zeal, Is that if you are ever introduced to a Mr. McGoodyGoo, Be sure to accept his piece of Bensour, please do! Please try: Bensour, Bensour, Bensour!
>From Le cosmic Chef, La meteorite du Jour ! The freshest dish you�ve ever seen A more delicious there has never been Really a dish fitting King or Queen The ingredient harvested while still young Don�t let it ly around too long Don�t even think of it � it might go wrong Because any water will do it harm After which the dish will loose it�s charm So have this spice while it is still warm Serve it with a fitting reverence For these precious stones have special elegance And of course, a certain relevance But please now � please enjoy your meal Prepared for you with a special zeal Le Chef has made you a fantastic deal! - Marco Langbroek I am Bensour , Bensour I
am.
I landed in Bensour And not in Siam. I fell from the sky with a thunderous crack So beautiful And pristine with fusion crust so black. Poked and prodded I would soon be. As classification has started on me. I turned out to be a very nice LL . For dealers and collectors to study and sell. So I am Bensour , Bensour I am. I do not like the hot desert sand. I do not like hitting rocks as I land And I hope to be sitting soon in your hand. Best Regards to all, Steven Drummond |
