Tempo (an acrostic poem)

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The faster he beat the air, the more chaotic they seemed to play.

Everyone following their own beat, toes tapping in irregular rhythms.

Melody and harmony intertwined in ways not intended by any involved in its creation.

Pushing those in the audience to cringe and squirm in their seats.

Obviously, the following ovation was intense.  The musicians were kids after all.

Itch (an acrostic poem)

 

It just demanded to be scratched

Though he knew he shouldn’t do it

Causing him to cringe when he finally gave in

He was so disappointed with the sticker’s smell

 

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