Today's style of poem was an acrostic. Again, I'm sticking with the same subject in an effort to tell a story with the finished poems. Here was today's entry:
Black coat of fuzz, white bib
Under chin, nearly invisible
Stripes like a
Tiger’s,
Eyes half-closed –
Runt of the litter.
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