#5 of Poetry
This is an attempt at an Acrostic form of poetry. I may be a stanza too short... or maybe two, but I'm not exactly sure.
Letters are great you see
Every one can contain a thing
When sending them out, it's true
Dad's often use these for fun
Kids are refrained from these kinds
Or they can be in a lot of Trouble
But still they read them anyways
Oh what a world that we live in
Lots of poses can be seen
Done quite erotically as well.
There once was a Domhnall Gawain Who came to play in the rain He fell in a puddle And lost his best muddle And ran to that country named Spain
I was walking to school one day and I had to wait for the crossing signal to wait and tell me I had the right to cross. She stopped at the red light and saw me, and told me to get in, though I really didn't want to at first, because when I looked into...
Nate was walking through a small forest, not going anywhere in particular. The trees were tall and grew close enough to prevent anyone from camping in the forest. The sun's light seeped through the treetops, the trees' green leaves block a lot of...