Nothing like hitting it on the head with
All the subtly of smashing things with a hammer
It made all of his friends nervous
Like when he was around they kept biting their…
Nail (an acrostic poem)
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Cider (an acrostic poem)
Cold pressed apple fluids left outside in a large jug
In the dead of winter the water freezes on top
Driving the flavor into a more concentrated solution below
Each time the blah ice is then removed and the process repeats over and over for months
Rewarded finally with a fermented drink that tasted of sunny autumn days and patience
Best (an acrostic poem)
Being top dog was what she had strived for all her life
Except now she wondered about what the pole position cost her
So she decided that being number one in society wasn’t that important
That being amazing at being herself was worth the real blue ribbon
Cube (an acrostic poem)
Cognac on the rocks was her drink of choice
Until about three in the morning, then she would bounce to bourbon
Both ice cold, just like the blood in her veins
Especially as she tossed the dice one last time with everything on the line.
Pass (an acrostic poem)
Persevering when times get tough is necessary to succeed.
And everyone knows, doing the same thing and expecting different results is insanity.
So, does that mean to be successful you need to be more than a bit touched?
See, it’s leaps in logic like that that show how I almost failed philosophy class.
The Talk (an acrostic conversation)
There are times when a boy and a girl love each other.
Hey Dad, you don’t need to go there.
Every dad has to. It’s an oath we give at the hospital before taking you home.
They were lying to you, Dad. I’m all set.
And how would you know you are all set?
Look, do you want me to tell you what I know?
Kill me now!
New (an acrostic poem)
Ned thought he had been doing better as of late with trying different experiences
Extra things that his old self would have never even thought of trying
Watching the ground accelerate towards him made him reconsider that decision
Eat (an acrostic conversation)
“Exactly what do you want for dinner?”
“Anything that is edible.”
“That means you don’t want me to cook.”
Feet (an acrostic poem)
Focusing on her toes, she went en pointe
Enabling her to float across the stage magically
Everything about this whispered of her having a superpower, but that meant
The dancer’s heel and tendinitis where her arch-villains
Fire (an acrostic poem)
Flames soared up into the night sky, infusing the area with smoke
It lit up the other campers’ eyes and smiles as they witnessed
Reaching for her guitar, Mary began a new song of praise
Everyone was soon singing along as they shared all shared a spiritual spark
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