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A fronte praecipitium a tergo lupi. (In front of you, a precipice. Behind you, wolves.)

Monday, April 11, 2016

Wingnuts, Cheese, and Chores--Acrostic Poems

It's Acrostic Poem day even though several people did it yesterday. They did haiku today and I did mine yesterday. Call me a rebel. Anywho, if you want to know more about this sort of poem, go here.

Can we please stop dusting?
Have you seen a dustless shelf, though you barely dusted it?
Or why bother making the bed?
Really, you're just going to get back in it.
Even the dishes...well okay. Wash the dishes. Otherwise, yech.
Still, time could be so much better spent reading.

             When God invented these, He did a great thing.
             I love that they hold things together without
             Needing other tools but your fingers
             Give that wingnut a crank and it's on.
             Never is it too awful to get it back off
             Until you want it gone
             Take a couple of fingers, twist it off.
             Saves all kinds of time and it sounds silly.

Can I have a couple of slices of tastebud heaven?
Heap it up on chips or a tortilla for a comfy tongue blanket
Everything tastes better with cheese on it
Even Brussels sprouts are choke down-able with gooey goodness.
Slather some of that on spaghetti or chili or nearly everything
Except peanut butter sandwiches. Blech.
© 2016 by H. Linn Murphy

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