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Life in 5,7,5

We at Thundersquee! can’t help but be indignant at the inequities of the poetic form when it comes to expressing the more low brow moments in life. So, to help even the field we offer you Lowku. The game and aim are simple. Twice a week we’ll display an image of one of life’s more “WTF?” moments, and your mission is to carefully select words that add up to 17 syllables and string them together in 5,7,5 form in order to describe said image or tell its story. Each Monday and Wednesday the winners of the previous challenge will be announced and a new image will be posted to ignite the next round of genius.

Check out this round’s winners:

This week Chris Jones took on the Epic Lowku form and came out on top.  Here’s his winning entry.

We watch as she flips
through her new book as her flaps
out of her shorts flop.

How can she not know?
She wants us to see below!
Will we stay or go?

She’d be so turned on,
in public being spied on!
and with those socks on!

What is her game plan?
Advertising for a man?
Maybe a woman?

Or is she just dumb?
Unaware what she has done
with shorts up her bum.

Should we pity her
bitty hair and for her not
being prettier?

I think she’s estranged
from reality. Deranged.
And this pic arranged.

And an honorable mention goes to Roxydarling for:

Not sure which (s)he is.
Ball bulge, camel toe? Weird wig?
“Facts and Fallacies”

How appropriate.
Those little shorts and heavy-
woven knee warmers

Just another sad,
conflicting message. Hello
Kitty cries in shame.

Great job, everyone.  Here’s today’s inspiration:



May 18, 2009 - Posted by | Lowku | , , ,


  1. I been dazed and confused
    For so long it’s not true
    Wanted a woman

    Never bargained for
    You. Lots of people talk and
    Few of them know, the

    Soul of a woman
    Was created below-oooh

    Comment by MC Poetry | May 18, 2009 | Reply

  2. My husband is gay.
    My kids, they love me to death.
    We are the Manson’s.

    Comment by drgnsldr | May 18, 2009 | Reply

  3. I think you misheard.
    Postal “clerk,” not “cleric,” Bob.
    Sorry about that.

    Comment by oneofthevoicesinmyhead | May 18, 2009 | Reply

  4. “Die, motherfucker,”
    the daughter thinks to herself.
    But it’s just pretend

    Comment by oneofthevoicesinmyhead | May 18, 2009 | Reply

  5. “Dad: An inner monologue”

    Just once, Tasha, I
    Would like a happy photo
    Of our family

    So, please wipe that smirk
    Off of your face before I
    come do it for you.

    And Robby, if I
    have to remind you to keep
    Your hands off mom’s neck…

    I swear I will cut
    Off your mullet and mail it
    To the Locks of Love.

    And listen, Susan,
    I will wear whatever I
    damn well please. ‘Cause I…

    Am the man of this
    family. Aw, fuck it.
    Just take the damn pic.

    (Family = syllables in shu_shu speak).

    Comment by shu_shu | May 18, 2009 | Reply

  6. shu_shu, you are spot on! You just need to revise the last stanza:

    Am the man of this
    Goddamn family. Aw, fuck it.
    Just take the damn pic.

    (Family = Fam-lee)

    Comment by Helen Skor | May 20, 2009 | Reply

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