Fragile (an acrostic poem)

Flexible was never how Cybil would describe herself

Really she was almost as stiff as a steel beam

And yet she was nowhere as tough

Given she could simply walk down the street and pull any number of muscles

It was frustrating to want to do so much, but she just couldn’t

Looking at her you would never know

Else you might cut her some slack

 

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