“Pretty hard to swallow what you are trying to feed me.”
“I know, but it’s good for you, so please?”
“Leave me alone. I don’t wanna.”
“Look, I even put it in this smoothie.”
“So now you think I’m a dog?”
Pills (an acrostic conversation)
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Scams (an acrostic poem)
She didn’t mean to start another pyramid scheme
Creating a product so cool, she just wanted to allow others to have opportunities
And to grow it quickly, she decided to use subcontractors, who could subcontract from there
Making a company with a pretty nifty product and a pretty crappy way to sell it.
So that’s why one day the whole thing toppled
Mist (an acrostic poem)
Most of the time the future was pretty clear for her
It might not be the most exciting or glamorous, but it was predictable, just the way she wanted
So imagine her surprise when things started being murky
The fog descended on her future, and she was so scared she never took another step.
Oak (an acrostic poem)
Orangey-brown tones enriched by scarab poop.
An idea that had to be renamed to be used by the masses.
Know what? Shellac is still pretty awesome.
Haze (an acrostic poem)
How hard it was for him to see far into the distance
And that was the whole reason why he was there
Zany things were in the works, and he needed to know how it would pan out
Except the fortune teller was exclaiming that his future was pretty …
Spirit (an acrostic poem)
She looked into the night sky and pondered her place.
Perhaps she was just a gathering of dust on a rocky mote flying through emptiness.
It made her feel small and insignificant,
Refuse of exploded suns long since forgotten in the cosmic background.
If that was it, well, that was still pretty cool.
The fact that her ancestors were ancient suns lightened her soul, and her smile lit up the night.
North (an acrostic conversation)
“Nothing to do now but go up on the map!”
“Okay, but aren’t there polar bears up there?”
“Really you would have to go pretty far to get to those.”
“That still means there are a chance of polar bears. I would rather go south.”
“Have you seen how crazy penguins are? No way! Uh-uh!”
Bunny (an acrostic poem)
Bright eyed and bushy tailed was how they described her
Until that one morning she cracked and decided to punish their sin of sloth
Now she took their breakfast, camouflaged it, then hid it, forcing them to work for it
Never again did they miss a sunrise in her house
You could say she was pretty hard boiled after all!
Pouch (an acrostic poem)
Perhaps he pretty much was a slouch
Obviously because he never left his couch
Under that gut he had quite the brain I can avouch
Could be churlish and his taste quite louche
He made his money from selling his indoor poncho with a built in …
Trail (an acrostic poem)
The path through the trees split around one prominent trunk
Reaching that point, I paused and thought which side should I take
At a quick glance both seemed pretty well traveled
It left me a bit sad since I wanted to follow Frost’s advice
Leaving me but one choice. I climbed the tree and my perspective was never the same again.
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