The first person had the idea top take these leaves, dry them, and then soak them in boiling water
Evidently was equal parts insane and genius
And I salute them tonight as I lift my cup
Tea (an acrostic poem)
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Teapot (an acrostic poem)
The idea that she was short and stout
Enraged Emily to no end
And she would spout off at the insinuation
Perhaps there were better ways to let off some steam
Other than to give a shrill scream
Though that would tell people that she was boiling hot…
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Enough (an acrostic poem)
Evening faded into the background as he turned up the noise
Nothing special, just something to keep the world from invading
Outside he looked like he was just chilling out
Underneath he was boiling with emotions
Going to blow any minute like one of those geysers
He just couldn’t take it anymore. Soon the water escaped, but one drop at a time.
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