Day (an acrostic poem)

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Dawn was something he despised like the plague

And so when those red rays encroached upon the horizon

Yoseph gave it two middle fingers before continuing his work

Thug (an acrostic poem) part 8

That Mike was hiding being a reformed serial killer

He made an easy blackmail target, except no one knew about that

Until now that is.  Someone had found out

Giving him the hit his mind craved, but that his soul despised