Eisel poured into this bladed goblet
Cacodemonomania forced upon me
Living off this inheritance
I have no more than my surname affords me
Prodigal is what they call me
Saddled with your projection
Engulfing me completely
About the Creator
Aaron Morrison
Mad Lib it:
Born during a (___natural disaster___), Aaron spends his free time exploring (___unusual location (plural) ___) and raising domesticated (___fictional creature (plural)___).
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Comments (2)
Reading around to learn about Acrostic poetry. I don't know what to say about this, but I know I wish I could have lived off an inheritance. Nicely Done!!!
Oooo, loved your take on this challenge! Brilliant work!