Motor (an acrostic poem)

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Mary was always on the go.

Oblivious to sleep or the need for food.

The way she pushed herself was amazing to watch.

Of course, she could not keep this up forever.

Really it wasn’t surprising when she crashed and burned.

Cosy (a British acrostic poem)

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Cuddling underneath his fleece blankie he smiled

Outside the wind is shaking the windows wanting in

Sound of the crackling flames in the fireplace lull him almost to sleep

Yawning he shut off the TV.  He wanted to live in that moment forever.

Alert (an acrostic poem)

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As she woke up, she wondered what happened

Lights were still out, her spouse still asleep next to her

Everything seemed right, but there was something wrong

Reaching for her phone, she turned on the flashlight

There by the door was… nothing. She had a hard time falling back to sleep

Dream (an acrostic poem)

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Diving deep under the covers to embrace sleep

Racing into a realm of magic, wonder, and amazement

Engaging in a disastrous discussion with a pompous platypus

As the house of cards you built burns because you only had two pair…

Maybe you should have not eaten that peperoni pizza before going to bed

Crawl (an acrostic poem)

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Can’t believe that gross internet myth

Really?  You’ll eat a dozen spiders as you sleep over your lifetime?

And to disprove this point I set up a video camera to record me sleeping

Watching the video, and we can see here that…wait, four, five, what the!!!!!!

Love of all that is holy!  I’m going to be…

Rest (an acrostic poem)

 

Relaxing with her beer, she smiled at her day

Everything had gone wrong with the day

Still, her family was healthy, and they all had food in their tummies

That, and a good night’s sleep, was all they needed to make tomorrow better

 

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Coding (an acrostic poem)

Compiling her program she waited for the results

Of course, there were a couple of errors

Destroying them took no time.  She hit compile again

It came back with over one hundred more

Now the real work began as she stomped on each one

Good thing she didn’t like to sleep

 

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