Can’t stop my nose from running a marathon
Only my eyes are also in the competition
Leaving me drinking like a sailor to keep from dehydrating
Don’t worry. I’m sure it’s not COVID and just a…
Cold (an acrostic poem)
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Lead (an acrostic poem)
Losing herself in the contest
Everything slowed down
Allowing her to leap out ahead
Destroying the rest of her competition
King Me (an acrostic poem)
Keeping on top was always Bob’s goal
It allowed him to jump over the obstacles in his way
Now the playing field was empty of most of the chafe
Giving Bob a clear idea of who is real competition was
Moving diagonally, he finally found his home
Enabling him to kick it to the next level
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Balls (an acrostic poem)
Bowling down her competition
Abagail paused to catch her breath
Looking for a sign for where next to strike
Laughing at how they mockingly told her to grow a pair
She threw herself into finishing them off
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Failure (an acrostic poem)
Focused on the goal of winning it all
Alison forgot about her competition
It was near the end of the race and she was by herself
Letting her guard down she started to think about the finish line
Usually she didn’t have this luxury, but all that hard training was paying off
Ready to celebrate she slowed down and lifted her arms victoriously
Everyone gasped as Stacy burst past, leaving Alison stunned and in second
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She (an acrostic poem)
Still striving to have equal chance to enter the competition
Her path littered with the debris of sexism
Eventually she will conquer this race
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Gluttony (an acrostic poem)
Gastronomical wonders coursed through his dreams
Leaving Gary with a sense of contentment
Until the alarm went off announcing the next course
Towering hunks of roasted meat awaited this time
Tempting Gary to push his limits once more
Only ten minutes on the clock for the all you can eat competition
No problem eating eight pounds of meaty goodness
Yet during the competition, he savored not a single morsel
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