Heist (an acrostic poem)

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How many souls could she steal before the moon reached full?

Each one a jewel in her crown as a master thief

It was why she found herself in this pub drinking a warm beer

So many people here she could work her trade upon

The only problem they all had already had their souls stolen by their job, sport, or vice

Prince (an acrostic poem)

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Perhaps one day I will be a king

Reaching up and placing the crown on my own head

It would be then where I fulfill my destiny

Never looking back, I would break down barriers and shatter glass ceilings

Creating new norms that would create a more equitable society

Even though some may call me queen, my breasts won’t define me!

Reign (an acrostic poem)

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Reach for the crown and rip it off the previous owner’s decapitated head

Embrace the fact that it is your time to be the one

It can’t be hard as evidenced by the person you just dethroned

Go on.  Impose your will upon those below you that don’t know any better

Nothing can possibly go wrong now…

King (an acrostic poem)

Knowing how to rule with a light touch

Isaac was a benevolent ruler until he tried to reach too far

Now he was holding on for dear life as his realm slipped through his fingers

Giving up the crown was easy after they chopped off his hands

 

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