Glitter (an acrostic poem)

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Giving those diabolical miniature flakes of metal in their prison

Little shakes with an evil grin on my face

If you hadn’t had crossed the line it wouldn’t have come to this

The trap set, I just sit back with the airhorn and count down

Eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one.  The horn screams through the night

Resulting in you throwing off your covers, releasing the pile of sparkle into your entire everything.

Hubris (an acrostic poem)

Honking the horn did nothing for Martin’s blood pressure

Unless a miracle happened, he was going to be late

Being so close to his exit, but no one would let him in

Reeling from this potential catastrophe, he noticed a solution

Inserting himself forcibly in front of a BMW, daring the woman in it to hit him

See, now he was going to make it home in time for the Rick and Morty rerun