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Poetry: Acrostic poems

by Geoffrey Schmitt

A rhyme will come and flow along

Cross the mind and into song

Right here where it belongs

On the page not right or wrong

Still it lies not weak but strong

To ring as with a bell's ding dong

I am rhyme I am verse I belong

Come listen come sing the song

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