First I will start this off with a definition of the word culture
1. the quality in a person or society that arises from a concern for what is regarded as excellent in arts, letters, manners, scholarly pursuits, etc.
2. that which is excellent in the arts, manners, etc.
3. a particular form or stage of civilization, as that of a certain nation or period: Greek culture.
4. development or improvement of the mind by education or training.
5. the behaviors and beliefs characteristic of a particular social, ethnic, or age group: the youth culture; the drug culture.
6. Anthropology. the sum total of ways of living built up by a group of human beings and transmitted from one generation to another.
7. Biology.
a. the cultivation of microorganisms, as bacteria, or of tissues, for scientific study, medicinal use, etc.
b. the product or growth resulting from such cultivation.
8. the act or practice of cultivating the soil; tillage.
9. the raising of plants or animals, esp. with a view to their improvement.
10. the product or growth resulting from such cultivation.
–verb (used with object)
11. to subject to culture; cultivate.
12. Biology.
a. to grow (microorganisms, tissues, etc.) in or on a controlled or defined medium.
b. to introduce (living material) into a culture medium.
Then I will finish with a poem
Grass is green
On our front lawn
Looks real mean
The devil's spawn
Let us eat cookies
From the girl scouts
Run from spookies
Climbing the water spouts
Then ride bikes
Around the block
But not over spikes
Should our tires pop
To the playground
Under the slide
Look what I found
A couple of dimes
Underdog friends on the swings
That's how we rock
And we love these things
Down on my block
Author notes
This poem is awesome If you don't like it I kill you
A contest entry
- Define Your Culture by nikkia.
600 points, ended April 24, 2008, 5 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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But...kid and neighborhood don't rhyme! Just kidding. Mostly. It was a little jarring not to have a rhyme at the end. But I like this poem. It's silly, but that's fine. We poets take ourselves to seriously, anyway. And it actually was very cultural. I don't know where we got our love for lawns, but as far as I can tell, they don't serve much of a purpose.
Anyway, this was a nice, light-hearted poem. I'm glad I read it.
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It's kind of a slant rhyme kinda not really but whatevs
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this is the illest poem ever thanks for entering and good luck


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Thank you it took many hours of deep meditation and me sweating pure brilliance out onto a blank page for me to write this
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