For today’s prompt, write a poem using at least three of the following six words: relent, horrendous, artifact, lagoon, wobble, and plunder.

If you want extra credit (and who doesn’t), try using all six!

Once you’ve transgressed, there’s no escape,
your conscience nags you relentlessly…
so you seek to motivate it to relent
using the horrendous device of substitution.
You reason you surely could not, would not
have started the spilt milk that by now
has morphed into a large lagoon. Maybe a tad was yours
but the egregious wrong was his, of course.
That slight may actually be fiction calcified
by your mind’s secretions, but you staunchly
stand ob it no matter how it may wobble.Then you
work a fourth step, searchingly and fearlessly
seeking part, realizing at last how you have
stolen his valor and your righteous indignation
was merely hollow plunder.