Wasp (an acrostic poem)

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Wings buzzed their warning against the evil death dealer

As it swooped in to get its revenge for the hundreds she had just killed

She screamed and brought up the can of bug spray to finish the job

Perhaps she was more the villain than the hero, but she terminated it and screamed victory

Hype Machine (an acrostic poem)

 

How much would you pay for this?

You might think it would be hundreds of dollars

Perhaps even thousands

Everything is just $19.95 with a separate processing and handling fee

 

Make those phones ring now and we will double your order

And just pay a separate shipping fee

Credit cards and money orders are okay

However, just give us a direct line into your bank account

Now if you do that, we will pay the tax

It will change your life in ways you can’t imagine

Everyone call now.  Our operators are standing by

 

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Shine (an acrostic poem)

So smooth.  The clear liquid hardly burned.

He knew this batch would sell well

It just meant dodging the Feds till he dropped off this batch

Not that he hadn’t done hundreds of times

Eventually, his luck would run out, but hopefully not before the still did

 

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