Rumors of White Supremacy. In that row, your column’s number… Coining new terms in secrecy: “Boing” (boring minus R) is dumber.
Coiled, then boing like a prompted spring, Primitive poetic action; Apes with crayons, coloring; Hooting in dissatisfaction.
Leaves leave a taste like baseless fears, Primitive prompts in lyric night. BOING ! The Jack-in-the-Box appears— Laughing at your illiberal fright…
I did not have much to work with... PROMPT #6 : Find the row with your number. Then, write a poem describing the taste of the item in Column A, using the words that appear in that row in Column B and C. For bonus points, give your poem the title of the word that appears in Column A for your row, but don’t use that word in the poem itself.
Column A: MINT Column B: BOING Column C: PRIMITIVE