Bashful with a dash of humility was his favorite drink
Leaving him sated every time he partook of that sweet nectar
Under the moonless sky, he would go out for a pint or two
Fortune smiled when he found a sweet young insecure thing looking for tall, pale, and handsome
Finding a dark spot to sip her vitality, he never saw the wooden stake till it was too late
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Pale (an acrostic poem)
Perhaps he was a vampire
As that would explain his white, almost translucent complexion
Loved the sun, but always had to be covered from head to toe
Even moonlight seemed to burn
ROY G BIV (an acrostic poem)
Rain fell all around Teresa
Obscuring the pale sky above
Yet a smile crept to her lips
Glowing in the distance was a magnificent rainbow
Beautiful segregation of wavelengths into an orderly progression
It made the rain a welcome “and one”
Very wet, but very happy, she continued her walk home
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