The second time bell bottoms became a thing
Really made me like, well, gag me with a spoon
Eventually we were all flossed out dancing
Now instead of couples doing “Netflix and chill”
Dogs will be enjoying “barkitecture”
Trend (an acrostic poem)
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Angels (an acrostic poem)
After the bell rang, Clarice looked behind her.
No wings yet, but she kept her head held high.
Getting them would mean she hade made it
Everything came down to that moment in her life
Looking at the program she smiled and settled back
So many more chances as the handbells started their next song
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