Bob pruned his dying orchid while contemplating Valentine’s Day. He hated the “holiday” with more passion than he felt about any relationship he had ever been in. The only redeeming quality was the reduced-price chocolates the next day. He popped one such morsel in his mouth as he moved to the next morbid plant, one given to him by his ex. That’s when he had an epiphany! He knew how to make Valentine’s Day special for everyone. The following year he made ten thousand dollars selling dead flowers and bouquets to people who wanted that special something… for their ex.
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Billion (an acrostic poem)
Big numbers eventually become small
If you zoom out far enough
Leaving the sense of wonder behind
Like when you’re little, 100 was so big, then a thousand
It boggles the mind at how small those numbers are now
Only by adding zeroes can the awe be added back in
Now what is a big number for you?
Chart (an acrostic poem)
Creating pictures to represent data
Has a power unto its own
And we react to that image in about a half a second
Reaching conclusions without really knowing the story behind it
That is why even though a picture is a thousand words, they could all be lies
Bang (an acrostic poem)
Blasting both barrels
Amy watched the zombie fall
Now there was only about a thousand or so more
Going to be a long night