Crisps (an acrostic poem)

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Crunchy chips deliver their payload of salt and carbs

Rallying my taste buds into a feeding frenzy

It becomes an addictive craving that must be met

Soon the bag is consumed, and I look around

People at the grocery store are looking at me weirdly

So what you’re saying is should have waited till I got home?

Green Power (an acrostic poem)

Getting your start in a new subject was never easy

Retching the contents of her stomach emphasized that

Eventually, she wandered back to the festivities at the town square

Everyone had finished setting up their ecological project posters

Now that made her more envious than she thought possible.

 

Pushing that all aside she still had a strong project

Oil didn’t have clout here unless you put olive in front of it, which she did

When the judging panel saw her project on using it to make electricity

Even the capability to use nasty congealed stuff from the local restaurants

Really it was impossible not to see its potential so she came in first

 

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Sexy Time (an acrostic poem)

She looked out from her bedroom doorway at her new boyfriend

Even now he impressed her by doing the dishes without being asked

Xenial and courteous, he was the consummate gentleman

Yes, he was also hotter than hell, especially as he cleaned

 

The towel she had wrapped around her fell to the ground

It was left behind as she sauntered into the kitchen

Moving up behind him, she turned him around, enjoying his reaction

Eventually the dishes would get finished

 

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