Story (an acrostic poem)

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Searching for conspiracists to spread the word

To make sure the world knows the truths

Of mysteries and magic, of history and the future, of the real and the surreal

Rascals and damsels, princesses and princes, paupers and millionaires

You up for the challenge? All you need to join is to pick up a book and read.

Chess (an acrostic poem)

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Can’t be playing four-dimensional games when your opponent is playing checkers

How would that be sporting of you, you scoundrel? 

Every move should be calculated as if you and your opponent were equal

So you can truly earn that victory and feel good about it

Sorry, did you really believe all that?  If you are that foolish, let me challenge you to a game of…

Sphere (an acrostic poem)

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Suns spun in their gravitational dance around the galaxy

Planets pulled around and around each of those hot balls of nuclear fire

How amazing it was that the cosmic dance continued since time eternal

Every clear night she looked up at the dancers above

Reveling in the opportunity to study the performance

Embracing the challenge of cyphering out the music

She loved astrophysics

Gap (an acrostic poem)

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Getting through the tight squeeze called life was always a challenge

As her whole existence had been between a rock and a hard place

Perhaps that’s why she was able to surprise them when she cracked her world and began to fly

Cult (an acrostic poem)

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Come join our club, we have all the truth

Unless you challenge what we are selling

Let’s just say you’ve got to drink the Kool Aid

Then do what you are told.  We know better.  Or else.

Thief (an acrostic poem)

 

The desire to have it was overwhelming

He could feel his palms itch with anticipation

It would be so easy to just palm it right now

Everyone would be clueless, but what fun would that be

For if he waited till tonight, then it would be a challenge

Win (an acrostic poem)

When you finally get something to go right

It spreads across your face as the feeling grows inside

Now onto the next challenge

 

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