Shirts (an acrostic poem)


Sometimes they just contemplated their closet

Here were so many choices of things to wear

It boggled their mind how they had so much and yet nothing at the same time

Realizing that they should just get rid of most of it, but what would they keep?

That’s when they gave up and just wore what they wore yesterday

Since it didn’t smell yet



Wet (an acrostic poem)

Working out makes me so sweaty

Everything I wear gets soaked

That means no one will give me a hug right after as a reward