Slice (an acrostic poem)

She held the knife in two hands like a samurai sword.

Looking at the watermelon, her sworn enemy, she bowed her head.

It was going to be a battle to the death, but she didn’t feel like dying tonight!

Cutting deftly, the watermelon never had a chance and soon it was bleeding chunks on her counter.

Extremely happy with herself, she popped a piece in her mouth and spit out the seeds.

Tint (an acrostic poem)

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The color never seemed to matter to Jeff

If you wanted to make it fluorescent orange and lime green, he was cool with it

Nothing seemed to phase the man

That’s when I figured out the dude was extremely color blind

Bones (an acrostic poem)

Breaking into the business was extremely hard

Ordinary people followed the traditional route

No skeletons to hide in their closet

Eunice was not like ordinary people though

She danced with those skeletons and eventually earned that med degree

 

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Genuine (an acrostic poem)

Gregarious as Gregg was

Everyone who thought they knew him pegged him as extremely shy

Never going to parties or family gatherings

Underneath his calm, cool, and collected mask

It scared him that his friends and family would see the scars there

Now he met Cyndi, and she was close to removing it

Eventually he would show her the real him, but would she stay then?

 

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