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.
Firsts
From time immemorial, great men have all striven,
In pathetic attempts to pass on into heaven,
Repenting their sins to pontifical clerics,
So Peter might just let them scrape by on merit,
The idiots don't realise that God sees it all.
So they're off The Fletcher Memorial Hall.