Royal (an acrostic poem)

 

Reigning over everything he could see

Oliver placed his fists on his hips and chuckled

Yes, this is what supreme power felt like

And then his dreams and delusions shattered

Lily walked in and handed him a mop and bucket

 

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Clutter (an acrostic poem)

Counting the number of tchotchkes lying around his desk

Lee chuckled at his little army

Under his desk was at least another box or two of them

To think at one time they personalized his cubicle

That was before he was laid off this morning

Eventually he would have to find a place for them at home

Realizing he had no space for them there, he left them there as a grave marker

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