Duet (an acrostic poem)

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Double her melody, but a third higher they said

Under normal circumstances that would have been a cakewalk

Except she found out the person she was singing with was Mariah Carey

That meant either she needed to find another octave in range or have a car hit her so she could get out of it

Chilly (an acrostic poem)

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Cold permeated the air as it dripped through the walls.

His teeth chattered comically, so he put on a third sweatshirt.

It couldn’t get more miserable. could it?

Looking at the water pipes overhead, yes, it could.

Leaving his basement, he contemplated the empty fireplace.

Yeah, maybe he didn’t need the couch anymore.

Cap (an acrostic poem)

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Casting my hat into the ring

As the horn blows for a third time

Puck the rules

Third (an acrostic poem)

Too much anxiety trying for first place

Hell, if he tried for second he might make a mistake and take first

If he finished out of the prizes he would be a loser

Really there was only one spot to shoot for

Damn it was hard to be that good

 

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