Classic (an acrostic poem)

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Cleopatra was definitely her BFF

Leaving that loser Marc Anthony behind of course

And she loved the idea of dancing with Frank Astaire

Singing in the rain dodging the puddles in her swing dress

She enjoyed belting songs with Patsy Kline at full volume

It made her feel connected to life

Could be her soul was so old it was a…

Catch (an acrostic poem)

Count them.  Twenty-two.  Read ’em and weep.

And that means you busted.  You lost.

That’s not right.  You speak of deceptions.  I always win.  I’m a winner

Can you follow the rules just this once?  You don’t always have to win

Ha!  That’s how a loser speaks.  I won’t fall for your trap!

 

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The Game (a 100 word story)

Alyssa looked at the game before her.  It was so much easier to make a wrong move than a right one.  It was almost like the whole thing was stacked against her.  Forget almost like.  The people who had created the rules didn’t really want her to have a chance.  Still she realized she had to play the game or else admit that she was a loser.  Alyssa was a fighter, not a loser, so she wasn’t about to do that.  That being said, she was all about changing the rules.  She holstered her sign a bit higher and marched.

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