Float (an acrostic poem)

 

Falling below the surface of the water

Looking back at the border between the liquid and gaseous states

Opening my mouth, bubbles race away to freedom

As I continue to sink deeper

There I found my value of buoyancy

 

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Bar (an acrostic poem)

 

Been there on the other side of the long slab of oak

Answering the call for liquid happiness

Realizing that it doesn’t really help

 

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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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