Loki (an acrostic poem)

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Little joke here or trick there makes every day a bit happier

Okay, maybe it only makes it happier for me

Knowing that you fell for my ruse and now have to do the walk of shame

It almost brings a tear to my eye… because I’m laughing so hard

Like (an acrostic poem)

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Love was definitely too strong of a word

It was kind of possibly closer to admiring or appreciating

Knowing they were all related he gave up and confessed his feelings to her

Everyone laughed when he said to her “I prefer you.  A lot.”

Luck (an acrostic poem)

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Letting the coin spin in the air

Unclear what fate would determine I feel my anxiety rise

Catching it and slapping it on my wrist my anxiety fled and I felt content

Knowing that my future had been decided

Fork (an acrostic poem)

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Focusing all his attention on his spaghetti,

Oliver slowly twirled the utensil on top of his spoon,

Revolving strand after strand around their tines,

Knowing that he was breaking his dead Italian grandfather’s heart.

Snack (an acrostic poem)

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She was so hungry.  It had been way too long

Now she had lots of opportunities to do something about it

And she sampled a few of the wares offered to her, but none had hit the spot

Candy for the eye almost always left her unsatisfied

Knowing all that, she was still willing to give him a try.  She was in the mood for at least a…

Rocket (an acrostic poem)

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Racing up through the atmosphere

On a giant plume of flame

Carrying a massive amount of explosive materials

Knowing a single spark in the wrong place could be disastrous

Ending everything in the blink of an eye

That view though, once the blue sky faded, always made it worth it

Bulky (an acrostic poem)

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Being a ballerina had always been his dream

Underneath the bright lights, dancing en pointe

Looking into infinity as he bounded across the stage

Knowing he was the center of everyone’s attention

Yet he knew that being a hippopotamus was going to make it difficult