Grading (an acrostic poem)

Giving points out like Halloween candy

Reaching into my bag, I pull out a number

And I drop it onto their paper

Defining their mental capture of my material

It is an inexact science for sure

Now when they get that judged paper back

Going to wonder if they think it’s a trick or a treat

 

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Dad (an acrostic poem)

Doesn’t just mean giving half of your genetic material

Always wanting the best for your prodigy

Determines if you are man enough to be one

 

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