Crush (an acrostic poem)

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Can’t take my eyes off you, you gorgeous thing

Really girlfriend, I want to consume you whole

Until you are all gobbled up.  Yummy, yummy, yummy!

So get ready to have my tongue touch every single part of you, you…

Hot hot hot fudge sundae!

Dish (an acrostic poem)

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Determined to consume her weight in pasta

It tasted so good.  The sauce was so savory

Slurping noodle after noodle splattered sauce everywhere

Her date watched with a hungry smile.  He thought she was such a tasty…

Tempt (an acrostic poem)

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There was the dark chocolate truffle right there

Egging him on to consume and enjoy the ephemeral experience

Mustering his willpower, he pushed the candy away

Putting him in touch with its shiny ebony brown exterior, but he got up and walked off

The fact that he licked his fingers as he left was totally not a cave

Mechanic (an acrostic poem)

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Machine magician, doctor of octane studies, wrench whisperer

Every one of those titles match well with her engine grease pedicure

Changing the blown out head gasket of an Oldsmobile 442

Her wizardry breathed life back into that smoke belching dragon

And by the end it bent to her will, purring with all eight cylinders

Now ready to consume as much blacktop and gasoline as could be reached by the tip of the pedal

It was the masterful application of her sorcery and to celebrate its completion she pushed her mount to the max

Causing twin black streaks as evidence of her passing as she rode the beast into the distance

Diet (an acrostic poem)

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Don’t tell me what to eat.

I listen to what my body needs.

Everything in there is a well-oiled machine.

That’s the reason I consume all the French fries I can.

Burn (an acrostic poem)

Blazing eyes bore down on her

Unconsciously she adjusts her collar

Rearing back, he attempts to strike her, but she dodges

Now he collapses and she watches the flames consume him

 

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