Chilly (an acrostic poem)

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Cold permeated the air as it dripped through the walls.

His teeth chattered comically, so he put on a third sweatshirt.

It couldn’t get more miserable. could it?

Looking at the water pipes overhead, yes, it could.

Leaving his basement, he contemplated the empty fireplace.

Yeah, maybe he didn’t need the couch anymore.

Pipe (an acrostic poem)

 

Perhaps smoking wasn’t the best thing for Marcus’ health

It definitely meant cutting his life significantly shorter

People had warned him not to pick up the habit

Except being a dragon hunter paid so well.

 

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