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Write two lines for a poem about the Taskmaster

Task types:

Solo

Filmed

Creative

Single brief

Original

Locations:

Woodrow High House

Task briefs

The briefs for the task are as follows:

To Kerry:

Make the most valuable contributions to a 10 line poem about the Taskmaster.

You must write and deliver the first and fifth lines.

Your lines must have exactly eight syllables.

You have five minutes.

Your time starts now.

To Rhod:

Make the most valuable contributions to a 10 line poem about the Taskmaster.

You must write and deliver second and sixth lines.

Your lines must have exactly eight syllables.

You have five minutes.

Your time starts now.

To Phil:

Make the most valuable contributions to a 10 line poem about the Taskmaster.

You must write and deliver third and seventh lines.

Your lines must have exactly eight syllables.

You have five minutes.

Your time starts now.

To Jess:

Make the most valuable contributions to a 10 line poem about the Taskmaster.

You must write and deliver the fourth and eighth lines.

Your lines must have exactly eight syllables.

You have five minutes.

Your time starts now.

To James:

Make the most valuable contributions to a 10 line poem about the Taskmaster.

You must write and deliver the ninth and tenth lines.

Your lines must have exactly eight syllables.

You have five minutes.

Your time starts now.

Task notes

This task was recorded for series 7, and was shown in studio during episode 6 of that series (the 50th episode of the show overall), but was not included in the broadcast version. The task was, however, released on YouTube as an out-take.
It was noted during the introduction to the completed poem that each contestant was aware of the lines immediately preceding their own.
The final poem went as follows: "Who knows what the Taskmaster wants? / Fetid waste of human offcuts. / Rancid prawns and cigarette butts. / He ate and stuffed within his guts. / Up and down, and around his brain maze. / Ghengis Khan't do his trousers up. / Nor reach his cup, from which to sup. / Beware the wrath, the dictator. / Let's share a bath, a potata. / I love a laugh, and Greg Davies."