John Scott Poet Acrostic

Rusted and Busted

No more gleam, no more shine, not once
Once I rolled the production lines
Lines busted and broken, no more sublime
Sublime when rolling the production line
Production line filled with joy and glee
Glee in the past, no one loves me
No one loves me, each day I pine
I pine for the days of the production line
Production line when I was smart
Smart, victorious and filled with grace
Grace has gone in this grim place
Place a thought in your heart for thee
Thee is dead, oh me, oh my

My life exterminated
Exterminated forever

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John Scott June 12, 2016 at 9:32 AM Half an acrostic will have to do, I could not make it work:)

Jan Allison June 11, 2016 at 7:53 AM Clever acrostic but made me feel very sad John:-) good luck in the contest. John Scott June 11, 2016 at 8:31 AM Thank you. I cheat. I only do the contests that look easier. xx:)