The future is now.
Electrons dancing for your entertainment
Creating universes for you to play god in
How benevolent will you be?
Tech (an acrostic poem)
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Tempo (an acrostic poem)
The faster he beat the air, the more chaotic they seemed to play.
Everyone following their own beat, toes tapping in irregular rhythms.
Melody and harmony intertwined in ways not intended by any involved in its creation.
Pushing those in the audience to cringe and squirm in their seats.
Obviously, the following ovation was intense. The musicians were kids after all.
Paws (an acrostic poem)
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Puppies and kittens, batting their mittens
And all we can do is say awe
Watching them play, makes the sad go away
Shenanigans that help us guffaw
Jack (an acrostic poem)
Just play a game of cards they said. It will all be fun.
And there I was with a royal flush and a chance to make a couple of quid.
Can’t really lose, so I went all in. When we showed our hands, one guy just lost it
Know what came next? That bloke chased me to the bathroom with an axe screaming “Here’s Johnny!”
Goose (an acrostic poem)
Getting aggressive during play fighting
Oblivious to the dangers at hand
Outside the air was turbulent with drama
Such that the only thing you could do to get out of the spinning rut was eject from the situation.
Except that damn glass ceiling got in the way, killing any hope of promotion
Stage (an acrostic poem)
So you feel like you’re an imposter, an actor
That you play your part in the drama called life
And you are not too good at the role
Give yourself credit. No one else could take your place
Embrace the applause and take a bow, you’re a star
Skill (an acrostic conversation)
“So cool that you know how to play the guitar.”
“Kind of you to say, but I’m the drummer, remember?”
“I know. That’s why we supposedly brought you into the band.”
“Let me get this straight., were you being sarcastic?”
“Lots of love, dude, but call us back when you can count to four.”
Lion (an acrostic poem)
Like being the king of my domain
I prowl back and forth, roaring to show how big and bad I am
Oh sure I may be scary and intimidating with all these sharp teeth, but
No one said I wouldn’t play with a ball of yarn if given a chance.
Cookie (an acrostic poem)
Chocolate chips, brown sugar, vanilla extract play lead guitar
Oh, and all the stuff that gives it structure like a good back beat
Organize the lumps of raw dough on a baking sheet
Keeping good social distance between them
Igniting the oven and bringing it to temp so this party can get started
Everything comes out ooey, gooey, and so bad for you. Yum!
For the recipe of the above pictured cookies go to: https://sallysbakingaddiction.com/giant-chocolate-chip-cookies/
(I have not tried them yet, but they look awesome!)
Bite (an acrostic poem)
Been many apples down the centuries my friend
It is only the first one that got its own story made gospel
That’s what makes humans so much fun to play with
Every single time I try, I can get you people to take one more…
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