Elf (an acrostic poem)

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Everyone thinks just because you have pointy ears, you’re magical

Let me tell you, we are only qualified for two things

Fighting orcs or wrapping presents, and I hate goddamn bows!

Scars (an acrostic poem)

So you have some marks on you from life’s battles

Can’t have lived without acquiring a few

And you have lived, so show them some fondness

Remember they help make you the unique person you are

So be proud and keep fighting.  You’re worth it!

 

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Dual Wielding (an acrostic poem)

Double the trouble was not what Marcus wanted

Usually, he tried to avoid fighting when time traveling

As it didn’t really prove anything in his world

Looking at the two thugs with their swords drawn he knew he didn’t have a choice

 

Watching his foes split apart, he hesitated drawing his weapons

If he played his hand too quickly he would lose his only surprise

Everything would come down to timing

Lazily he took a small step back

Daring his attackers to press their perceived advantage

It must have been too good a temptation

Now they charged him.  He pulled out twin pistols from where they were hidden

Going to be tough to explain the bodies, but better them than him

 

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