Split (an acrostic poem)

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So they planned to divide the bounty equally once they opened this chest

Pirates they may be, but they didn’t try to screw each other over, usually

Lust for gold was tempered by what the others would do if they found out

It surprised them all when they opened the chest, and nothing was there.

That’s when the guns and swords came out…

Shell (an acrostic poem)

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Silicon beds abound with bivalves

Hidden under a blanket of warm tropical water

Every wave akin to a gentle breeze that brings savory delights

Letting the colony feast on the bounty of the surrounding sea

Life might suck, but for an ocean filter, that means you are living large!

Ripe (an acrostic poem)

Ruby red apples hung low on overladen branches

It was a siren call of fall

Promising a bounty of crisp sweet-tart experiences

Embracing the essence of the season

 

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