Every spring, the Washington Post sponsors a "peep diorama" contest, and this year, the contest is in its 10th year -- information on the "10th Anniversary Edition" is HERE.
There used to be another major national peeps event , a peeps eating contest, sponsored each year in Washerst, PA (the birthplace of Emmett Lee Dickinson), but that annual competition was cancelled for good after just a few years because it was deemed to be "too dangerous" -- many of the contestants died during or shortly after the contests from asphyxiation, significant upper and lower GI blockages, and distended bowels (what doctors have identified and termed as "mallow bowels").
As a result of the peep tragedies at past peeps eating contests, boxes of peeps now come with a warning. Pictured at the right: The FDA warning on peeps boxes. Emmett Lee Dickinson first mentioned the possibility of health risks associated with the consumption of peeps in his now-classic poem "The Peeps exist in Spring" (below on the left). His poem inspired third cousin Emily to pen her poem "A Light exists in Spring" (below on the right). |
By Emmett Lee Dickinson: The Peeps exist in Spring Not present in the Year At any other period – When March is scarcely here Their Colors stand unflawed In Sugared Pastel Fields And Science cannot understand How Human Nature Feels They wait upon the Shelf They show their beady Eyes I fill the largest Cart I have A yearly exercise. Then as Horizons step And Noons report away Without remorse I suck them down A marshmallow bouquet – A quantity of loss Affecting my Desire As First Aid’s suddenly required When stomach pains Transpire. | By Emily Dickinson: A Light exists in Spring Not present on the Year At any other period -- When March is scarcely here A Color stands abroad On Solitary Fields That Science cannot overtake But Human Nature feels. It waits upon the Lawn, It shows the furthest Tree Upon the furthest Slope you know It almost speaks to you. Then as Horizons step Or Noons report away Without the Formula of sound It passes and we stay -- A quality of loss Affecting our Content As Trade had suddenly encroached Upon a Sacrament. |