How many bunnies would she see in the morning?
Or maybe baby chicks wandering the yard
Perhaps she would see neither, but their chocolate and jellybean relics will remain
Hop (an acrostic poem)
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Crash (an acrostic poem)
Clutter of electronics covered his desk like high tech lichen on a wooden rock
Reality bending miracles of the past now mere pieces and memories
And he kept contributing new relics to the collection
Swearing, he flicked the switch again, but
His computer still wasn’t booting, just more of the blue plague infecting his vision
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