Cutting wood and working up a sweat
He fell into a rhythm that made the job almost pleasurable
Only his hands, his back, and his arms would claim otherwise
Perhaps it wasn’t pleasurable at all
Chop (an acrostic poem)
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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
Blah (an acrostic poem)
Being empty inside
Left her searching for something to fill her up
Anything she tried to stick in ran right back out
Her only word she used to describe it was…
News (an acrostic poem)
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Noting all the brand new stories from today that were arrayed in front of him, he liked the buffet of content
Except there just wasn’t anything spicy enough to be worth the headline.
What he needed was sizzle, but all he had in front of him was steak.
So he carved everything up to bite sized pieces so at least they had to come back for more.
Bird (an acrostic poem)
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Be brave and spread your wings
It might seem insane to jump out of your comfort zone
Releasing your safety for the unknown
Don’t hold back. It is time for you to fly.
Star (an acrostic poem)
Supernova hatred exploded from Jim.
The waves of revulsion swept over Andy, knocking him back a step.
Andy worried about what was left of the man who used to be his best friend.
Realizing that now a black hole was where Jim’s heart used to be.
Shot (an acrostic poem)
She felt so cold and lethargic. Today was just one of those days.
He handed her a whiskey, and she threw it back
Oh it burned on the way down, but it then warmed her middle nicely
That soon spread throughout her body and things weren’t as bad anymore.
Steak (an acrostic poem)
She took out the long wooden stake and drove it into his heart
The vampire shuddered once before collapsing to the tabletop
Emily smiled. Buffy had nothing on her
Alan took a step back from her, horrified
Killing someone in cold blood because they liked their sirloin rare seemed a bit over the top
Cookie (an acrostic poem)
Chocolate chips, brown sugar, vanilla extract play lead guitar
Oh, and all the stuff that gives it structure like a good back beat
Organize the lumps of raw dough on a baking sheet
Keeping good social distance between them
Igniting the oven and bringing it to temp so this party can get started
Everything comes out ooey, gooey, and so bad for you. Yum!
For the recipe of the above pictured cookies go to: https://sallysbakingaddiction.com/giant-chocolate-chip-cookies/
(I have not tried them yet, but they look awesome!)
Bean (an acrostic poem)
Being a Pinto type of guy
Everyone was worried about Tom’s back end
And they should be because of the potential of being explosive
No one wanted to see that come to pass
