Shell (an acrostic poem)

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Silicon beds abound with bivalves

Hidden under a blanket of warm tropical water

Every wave akin to a gentle breeze that brings savory delights

Letting the colony feast on the bounty of the surrounding sea

Life might suck, but for an ocean filter, that means you are living large!

Corn (an acrostic poem)

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Crispy fluffy white popped kernels pour out of the kettle

Obscene amounts of liquid butter soon flow over the alabaster landscape slightly seasoned with salt

Releasing that signature smell in the air that screams movie time

Now for the show that is me consuming of this mountain of magnificence

Youth (an acrostic poem)

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You remember those days when your body didn’t ache

Or you could eat two pizzas and not gain a pound

Until that dreaded middle age kicked in

That flipped your whole world, but you didn’t notice till it was too late

Here we are now, but there is a silver lining.  Okay, maybe not.

Lunch (an acrostic poem)

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Looking at his sandwich, he wondered if there was a better way

Unless sliced bread was the height of sandwich technology

Now he pulled out notebook and began drawing diagrams and writing notes

Completing one design before discarding it for the next, and after some time many pages were filled with scribbles

However, soon the clock told him to go back to work, and the sandwich was still there, taunting him

Crisp (an acrostic poem)

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Cider so hard you need a hammer and chisel to drink it

Resulting in puckered lips that would make an Instagram influencer jealous

It leaves an impression on the consumer’s soul

Searing the memory of that tree, that branch, that fruit, that moment

Permanently into your psyche

Grill (an acrostic poem)

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Good char slowly developed on the wieners

Releasing their juices to drip onto the hungry flames below

It made a pleasing aroma to those gathered around

Leaving them to contemplate the communal feast they were about to partake

Loving the dog days of summer

Smell (an acrostic poem)

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Stench of burnt sugar permeated the kitchen,

Making the smoke detector chime in with its opinion on the situation.

Everyone came running in to see what happened.

Lee just shrugged and put the butter away in the fridge.

Looks like they would have to settle for plain ice cream, and that just stinks!