Soul (an acrostic poem)

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Sold that ratty old thing on the black market

Of course they didn’t realize what they were getting

Until they took possession.  Buyers beware.

Leaving my red haired head, cracked halo, and broken black wings one PlayStation 5 richer.

Market (an acrostic poem)

 

Meaning to go grab some milk and bread

Allowing himself just a quick peek at one more thing

Realizing that his cart was full when he came to his senses

Knowing he should just put it all back

Except most of it was on sale

That means less to buy tomorrow?

 

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Random (an acrostic poem)

Reaching for an apple, the doctor was admitting he didn’t want to be there

Aspirin wouldn’t be put on the market if discovered today

Never talk about Fight Club, but hanging fliers in public spaces is encouraged

Don’t let woodchucks into log cabins, just in case they decide to answer THE question

Obvious things are never obvious, especially to conspiracy theorists

Making acrostic poems can be a fun hobby