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.
Trumpets
The day that aunt Matilda died,
Run over by a bus,
Uncle Arthur very nearly cried,
My, my what a terrible fuss,
Perhaps his grief was real,
Even if it looked a bit of a sham,
Though I'm sure he'd have been more upset,
Should she have slipped under a tram.