Shoe (an acrostic poem)

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So many options to pick from, Dan pondered his choices

High tops, cowboy boots, moccasins, loafers

Or sandals, flip-flops, or maybe his purple Crocs

Eveline slipped on her sensible clack flats and left. 

She wasn’t going to be late to the party.  Men!

Boots (an acrostic poem)

 

Been cheating on me, okay I get it

Obviously I bore you because I’m just a cowgirl

Ordinary with a drawl, but let me tell you about country girls

These feet are definitely made for walking

So as Flo used to say, “Kiss my girts!”

 

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Beef (an acrostic poem)

Being an uber carnivore

Everett hunted his own cows

Eventually, his poaching was ended

Find his hide as boots on the farmer who bagged him

 

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