The Acrostic Poem
Created | Updated Dec 20, 2008

I was challenged by B'Elana to write an acrostic poem for The Post, and I challenged her to take the current telegram game word.
Feature
Faces eventually give us away,
Especially when we don't want them to,
Although we try and keep control,
They have a habit of telling the truth.
Under the eye of the skilled interrogator,
Regardless of how we try to control them,
Eyes, nose and mouth, tell them when we are lying.