Iron (an acrostic poem)

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It made his muscles feel broken

Reducing his ability to move to an awkward lurching

Oh, he still left a smile bloom on his face

Now he was done with all the swimming, biking, and running proving he was made of…

Pickled (an acrostic poem)

Pounding back another tequila

It made his eyes cross

Curt looked around the bar

Keen to find someone to connect to

Lurching to unsteady feet, he stumbled towards her

Everything screamed to him that she was the one

Didn’t make it three steps before he found out the floor wanted him more

 

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