Postage (an acrostic poem)

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Putting letters into envelopes

Outside affixing addresses

Sending them from random mailboxes

That way they can’t trace it back to him

And when his victims open them?

Giving them something they will never forget

Everyone loves a fresh hundred-dollar bill, even if they are homemade

Trick (an acrostic poem)

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That’s when she pulled up her sleeves before

Reaching behind his ear to pull out a twenty-dollar bill

It amazed not only the crowd, but her as well

Checking again, she pulled yet another twenty from his ear.  She tried again

Kept pulling out the money yet no one noticed his ears seemed to grow pointy

Consequences (an acrostic poem)

Crisp hundred dollar bill was slipped inside the card

Okay, maybe that wasn’t enough.  A second one went in

Now that should buy some mercy or at least forgiveness

She couldn’t want that much more from him

Everything had gone according to plan

Quaint superstitions and taboos were maintained

Under his watchful eye

Everything had gone perfectly

Now he realized that perfect had been from his perspective

Couldn’t have anticipated she would have so much trouble with it

Everyone is a bit weird.  People were messy, and she was people

Still, two hundred should buy his way out, right?

 

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Debt (an acrostic poem)

Denied by his frat brothers, Charles swore he would get his revenge

Even though it would cost him greatly

Because ten years for arson would be a high price

That would still be pennies on the dollar for what Charles thought they owed him