Dummy (an acrostic poem)

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Don’t tell me what to say

Unless you think you have your hand up my ass

My maker gave me a mouth, and I damn well will use it myself

Maybe you can make others turn their heads and move their arms to your whims

Yet you will never make me your wood-headed puppet, you ….

Crabby (an acrostic poem)

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Couldn’t care less what you think Miss Know It All!

Rarely does something come out of your mouth that’s worth a damn

And right now isn’t one of those moments

Being the refined person, such that I am, I won’t allow myself to stoop to your level

Because to do so would admit that you put me in a foul temper, but we both know that’s not the case

You just run along now and go to Hell, you hear?

Drug (an acrostic poem)

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Don’t think I can get enough of you

Racing through my veins and making my heart beat hard and fast

Until I feel I might explode from the feeling of pure bliss

Grinning, I whisper into your ear, “Give me another hit.”

Mile (an acrostic poem)

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Making that walk down the hallway, her feet heavier with each step

If she had more time to think, more time to make sure, more time to know if this was right

She was now having doubts, yet here she was wearing white and wondering if she had an “I do” in her.

Everyone was waiting, but looking down that aisle felt like she was walking her last…

Feast (an acrostic poem)

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Focusing on the food was what gave him pleasure

Every morsel perfectly prepared and consummately seasoned

At the moment he could think of nothing better existing in the universe

So why was his stomach still an echo chamber of empty rumbles?

The fact the meal in question was just an old magazine spread and he had no money

Grip (an acrostic poem)

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Giving up and letting go of reality

Realizing being delusional is so much easier to cope

If you think about it, though, that is so scary to do

Perhaps It might be better to hold on for dear life

Doll (an acrostic poem)

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Did she think she could just dress me any way she wants to?

Of course I have an opinion.  It’s my body!

Leave me alone and let me live my life the best I can

Look, if you can’t handle that I will go all Chucky on you!

Thought (an acrostic poem)

Think, therefore I am was his favorite idiom

He held onto it with both hands, never letting it go

Others gave up and allowed themselves to become fleshy robots

Under the guise that the need for money was above all

Given that option himself, he rejected to play along

He kept generating new and different mental creations to escape their drudgery

That was why he was gone when they finally came to imprison him for his ideas

Greedy (an acrostic poem)

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Give me it all!  I won’t leave anything behind.

Really, I am going to horde it all

Every single piece I can get my hands on

Everyone else might think that is obsessive

Doesn’t stop me, I think they’re just jealous

You think others really need chocolate?  Nope, it’s all mine!