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
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