My brow is furrowed right now. This is going to be tough...
Both are rather good on the surface.
On the one hand, you have Stefan's... what I would call a very "Cute" poem. That's really what it is. Cute. Blunt, and direct, but very sappy. However, no one knows the circumstances it was written under better than I. It was a rush job. Last minute. So it would seem. And so I know, though this is because me and Stefan conversed a bit about this situation.
However, in alot of ways, this poem really is a gift of brilliance (stumbled upon?) for all of us involved. Yeah, addressing Aaron himself is rather childish. But, at the same time, considering he was called out on the spot, Stefan delivered something we'll all be able to relate to. Writer's block... The pressure to write something of worth. And that's exactly where the poem begins. He takes us through the steps, and Eureka(!), he has an idea for the very best poem: The one you are reading!
Themes... trapped underwater. Trying to meet his rank, which was actually #4 considering the last tournament. Then,
Stefan wrote:
Aaron
Come and get me
Aaron
You crazy bitch
Aaron
You’re not up to me
Aaron
You write bullshit
he hits you with that, "Come get me, I've got nothing to loose!" attitude. The slight errors in grammar aren't really valid in any case, however, they really fit the moment. And the "Bullshit" comment not rhyming makes me laugh heartily. The second part is filled with more recognizable charm that can only be Stefan's, but a single line really kicks ass!
Stefan wrote:
I know this song don’t mean shit
But I made it by myself
Cocky and awesome.
All and all, I really feel Stefan's depicts the last minute rush of pulling something out. If it was accidental, props. If it was on purpose, PROPS.
Note: I'm not giving Stefan any handicap, either. I really am looking for the better poem.
As for Aaron. Well, his improv was funny. I never really laughed aloud, except at the part about injecting someone with AIDS. Outlandish, and wicked.
The real poem... Hmmm. I'm not entirely sure how to take this on. I THOUGHT I had a solid understanding of what a Wendigo was, but, I guess I need to know more. Cuz I'm left wanting more. That may or may not be a good thing.
It flows quick. Over before you know it.
Conclusion: I wanna know more about the Wendigo, so I can maybe picture the "modern Wendigo." So, I go now to do research, because like I said, this poem makes me want more. I just can't figure out if I want more poem, or more Aaron in the tournament.