My song to the Chinese Food Delivery Man

Two Seats Diverged by Rebecca Black

Here are some poems what I wrote:

Two Seats Diverged by Rebecca Black (by Mary Cassella)

Two seats behind a yellow hood,
and sad I could not sit in both.
I asked my friend as much as I could
And said to me, they did not knoweth.

So at the bus stop standing there,
I found the left seat soft and fair.
Though looking at the one beside,
I saw in it a smoother ride.
Then taking them in, both together,
I stood and stared and did forever.

Alas my friends did drive away
I left school for another day

For what answers there are worth being written
Than the decision of what seat to sit in.


FIN

more to come probably