PoAP

Pardon me, excuse me, don't mean to ruin or spoil your day

Really just want to say, Hey, I’m the Professor of the acrostic way

Oh, what a dream it would be, to get paid for writing my poetry

Flexing my linguistic skills as an offering to our society

Enter the mind of a strange Scottish man, but please be aware

Survival takes a whole lot more than bravery and bloody good hair

Sit back, relax as I work my way through this acrostic challenge

Or stand and raise your glasses, as from the dictionary I scavenge

Ridiculous rhymes full of emotion, wit, wonder, and whimsy as your champion - The Professor of Acrostic Poetry

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Obviously, the truth is, I don't really believe any of that

For really, I'm just a fiend for a rhyme like the cat in the hat

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Acrostic poetry, I have experience with though, let's not forget

Created once an Abecedarian haiku from the English alphabet

Rules were followed and syllable quotas adhered to

Only a fool like me would such a challenge pursue

sticking to strict rules, spouting verbal diarrhoea

The fact is, I relish it, the feverish excitement

In trying to find some acrostic enlightenment

Could it be, I've found my true calling then as the Professor of Acrostic Poetry?

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Possibly, potentially, probably, yes

Only time will tell, though, if I'm ever really a success

Eagerly until then I will leap from story to poem, hoping one day I can stop

Making money from writing for clients who want their websites on top

So, instead, I can write full of emotion, wit, wonder, and whimsy as the self-proclaimed Professor of Acrostic Poetry

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This is an acrostic I wrote in response to a fun challenge with another creator, Heather Hubler.

You can find her acrostic here.

Thanks for reading!