Crisps (an acrostic poem)

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Crunchy chips deliver their payload of salt and carbs

Rallying my taste buds into a feeding frenzy

It becomes an addictive craving that must be met

Soon the bag is consumed, and I look around

People at the grocery store are looking at me weirdly

So what you’re saying is should have waited till I got home?

List (an acrostic poem)

Lining items in a row

It can be rather intimidating

So instead I prefer to throw them into a grab bag

Then when I pull out the next task to do if feels spontaneous

Tart (an acrostic poem)

Tempting as it was to throw in an acerbic comment to such a crock

Anthony settled for a piquant hand gesture instead

Reaching into his bag he plopped another mini turnover into his mouth

The fact that his doctor didn’t appreciate his dry sense of humor didn’t bother him

 

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Grading (an acrostic poem)

Giving points out like Halloween candy

Reaching into my bag, I pull out a number

And I drop it onto their paper

Defining their mental capture of my material

It is an inexact science for sure

Now when they get that judged paper back

Going to wonder if they think it’s a trick or a treat

 

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