Crisp (an acrostic poem)

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Crunchy salty goodness played footsies with his tongue

Relishing in the dulcet bass tones with each bite

It made getting his fingers greasy so worth it

Still he wiped his hands on his pants before grabbing his Coke

Putting slick hands on a wet can could mean instead of drinking it he would be wearing it

Yule (an acrostic inspiration?)

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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…

Wool (an acrostic poem)

 

Wearing the itchy stuff seemed such a hassle 

Of course, when it was cold outside it was nice and warm

On the account of rain, socks made of it were bliss 

Looks like being itchy was the price to pay for happiness 

 

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