Crass (an acrostic poem)

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Cussing like a drunken sailor that stubbed his toe on the anchor chain of some 18th century Caribbean pirate boat

Rachel made all of the people around her blush almost redder than her flame colored locks

All anyone thought of the diminutive woman was how cute and childlike she was

So when she showed her ability to adult like some of the most depraved adults that ever adulted

So many people swore they never saw it coming.

Treasure (an acrostic poem)

The sand blew across the beach, stinging Ray’s face

Roaring waves ran themselves onto the shore

Everything screamed pirate to him

And to think the chest could be buried right below his feet

So many years ago his grandfather had hinted about this very place

Under the tropical sun, Ray was finally ready to prove the old man right

Reaching for his shovel he began to dig, looking for the possible riches

Eventually Grandpa laughed, picking Ray up and carrying him into the surf

 

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