Radio Man, I’m livid for thee
A mini lord diva who likes cake for tea
Your mind is your lair, but valor your din
I moan for you, roam for you, hold your void in
A dramatic admiral avoiding the day
We create an aria, violins play
The prompt was to write a poem based on the anagrams of your name. Since my name kinda sucked, I did my husband’s. His were hilariously accurate, and it could have gone on and on.