
This is the second of the two acrostic poems that I have written for today.
This was adapted from the emotions of my third chapter of my WIP:
My good B ehavior is fading
My patiencE is slipping
The words I Am hearing
Are not S erenading
Being poliTe—something
I’m trying to grip, but Losing
Patience the more I hear Yapping.
Stay tuned for tomorrow’s “C” poem—and the first mini-update on Can You Spell Werewolf!

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