A two- player asymmetric adversarial paper- and- pencil- word- guessing game. Everyone’s played it, but nobody knows the rules!

___ ________ _______ human 

___ ___ _______ _______ ______

_ ___ ____ ____ could ___-

___ ___ the _______ _______ _____.

___ _______ hypest ______

was ___ ________ _______ ___

__ __’__ major _____

_____ that ____  _____  __________.

___ oldest ______ __________

__ ___ _______ ________ mind

________ _ massive ________

with ___ _______ _______ _____.

___ _______ _______ people

____ ___ thinnest ________ _____

maintain ___ ______ ________

__ ___ _______ ______ wins.

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Last Issue’s Fill-in-the-Blanks Poetry Puzzle and Solution:

I planted tragic seeds under a placid morning glow,
not knowing how their tangled roots would grow and grow and grow.

The orchard's fruits taste bittersweet and spoilèd with deceit,
its orangeberries rotten with two truths that do compete.

A harvest moon, I tried to hang with ever-steady hands,
now bleeds and blurs its dimming light on barren, blighted lands. 

Tho guilt does snap the slender twigs of all these mortal weeds,
no absolution can exist to outlast all this greed.

The Answer (even though I know you didn’t even try):

The shortest tallest human

Ran the fastest slowest mile

And all that they could man-

age was the saddest gladdest smile.

The softest hypest person

was the smallest biggest fan

Of ev’ry major minor

thing that they could understand.

The oldest newest brainstorm

of the deepest flattest mind

Produced a massive fraction

with the longest shortest grind.

The smartest dumbest people

with the thinnest thickest skins

Maintain the latest ancients

so the meanest nicest wins.