Puncturing that pompous balloon made me happy.
Observing his collapse to his mental floor a mere shell of his old ego gave me was the highlight of my day.
Perhaps I better worry that someone might do the same to me?
Pop (an acrostic poem)
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Transport (an acrostic poem)
There were times he just wanted to get away
Race from wherever he was to someplace new
A place where no one knew him
No way that was going to happen now
So many things had happened over the past few years
People recognized him everywhere
Only if he could go back to being a nobody would he be truly happy
Reaching for his wine glass he raised a toast to himself
That’s what you get when you figure out the path to making it big
Shape (an acrostic poem)
So he was happy with being a circle
He liked that better than being a square
And he loved all the food pyramid equally
Perhaps he should have used the heart attack as a stop sign, but…
Eventually it caught up to him, and he was placed in a rectangle box
Dig (an acrostic poem)
Delving deep into the vowels of the earth
It made her happy with all the ease
Groans escaped from her girlfriend at the inhumane punnishment
Teeth (an acrostic poem)
The gap in his grin was very off putting
Even though everything else was perfect
Eleanor tried to ignore it, to be happy, no thrilled, with all the rest
That proved futile since she kept finding herself focusing on it
His smile seemed to accentuate the piece of spinach stuck there
Debate (an acrostic poem)
Don’t you argue with me
Everyone knows that I am right
Be happy that I allow you to try to refute me
As we both know if I didn’t do that you would never talk
That might actually be preferable for all involved
Especially since I have just won this…
Glib (an acrostic poem)
Giving her sarcasm free reign
Lori lit into Mark’s response
It made him blush, and that made her happy
But when he started to cry, well that made her ecstatic
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Silver (an acrostic poem)
Second place might be first loser
It might even be the most frustrating since you were that close
Leaving you wondering what more you could have done
Viewing life that way makes it so frustrating
Everyone fails to win all the time
Remember that and be happy when you medal
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Bed (an acrostic poem)
Being in her happy place
Eunice snuggled down in her covers
Determined to stay in her fort instead of going to work
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Flirt (an acrostic poem)
Florence was wearing her adorable floral dress today.
Lilly was visiting the boy next door.
It was going to be fun dropping in on the two of them.
Randy would be flustered; Lilly would be chatty.
The fact that both would be hitting on her made her so happy.
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