Putting together a list of steps
Looking for any fallacies and fixing them
After all of that was complete, he put his scheme into motion
Nothing went right after that. So much for a good…
Plan (an acrostic poem)
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Ready (an acrostic poem)
Relaxing against the wall, he watched his classmates convulse on the dance floor
Everything that night had been disastrous. First, his date ditched him
And she decided to slow dance with the person who used to be his best friend
Drinking his punch, he wondered what could possibly happen next, but then he laughed
Yes, he knew what was going to happen next. His master plan was working perfectly.
Prototype (an acrostic poem)
Putting together yet another try was one of the most satisfying things he did
Reaching down he snapped in the last fitting and took a breath, ready to see if it worked
Of course, building all these iterations was also one of the worst things he could do
They reminded him of the numerous failures he didn’t plan for, that he was a bad engineer
Only he knew there was almost zero chance that the first one would work out of the box
That was the stuff of myths, legends, and dumb luck
Yearning to know if this was the one, he flipped the on switch
Prepared for sparks to fly and flames to claim one more attempt
Except this time it didn’t burn. It still didn’t work, but that was still progress?
Tone (an acrostic poem)
The music began with a low, moody, ominous bass part.
On screen, lightning played among the far hills.
Nobody seemed to have a plan as to how to stop the zombie invasion.
Except one! She pulled out her phone and that is what cued the Bollywood style dance-off!
Sense (an acrostic poem)
She smelled easy money in the air
Everyone was all beer, pizza, and Buffalo winged out.
Now she felt it was time for her to execute her plan while they were in the drunken gluttony afterglow
So fellas, listen up. What do you say we have a little side wager on the game?
Everyone agreed. Two hours later she was seen five hundred dollars richer
Swipe (an acrostic poem)
Striking him across the face gave her satisfaction
Which brought all activity in the room to a halt
It caused him to hesitate to react to her attack
Pirouetting away from him, she stormed her way out
Everything had gone to plan. No one would question if she had stolen anything.
Chain (an acrostic Poem)
Connecting the dots ways always the easy part
Hard part was then making the dominoes fall in order
As so many factors had to be juggled for the Rube Goldberg plan to work
It was almost something straight from a summer blockbuster
Not that he had to worry about. The first link broke leaving him dreaming of what might have been
Line (an acrostic conversation)
“Last thing I plan on doing is dying”
“I guess it’s a a way to live your life, but it’s sort of weird though.”
“Nah. Everyone should live that way. Now that you know my master plan, what is yours?”
“Everything I can do to help you achieve your end goal.”
Plan (an acrostic poem)
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Putting together ideas that function in lock step
Letting the dominos fall till their inevitable conclusion is so satisfying
And yet, without question, something will not go as you projected
Now how you engineer what comes after is a true test of your design
Roll (an acrostic poem)
Random chance encapsulated by dancing cubes
Obliterating different realities as they settle down
Leaving Janice a bit shaken at the outcome
Losing was always a possibility, but she didn’t plan on this…
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