Prepositions poem
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Yo Padre! Can We Get Some Chip and Dip Here?
Through the doors,
Onto the bus,
Down the aisle,
To seat 23,
Where someone waits patiently,
With a craving,
For chips in a bowl,
and dip on the chips
William's Strange Thoughts
Where stuff goes down
I really enjoyed this poem, but I like the title a lot better. But really, how did you think of this? I can relate to a craving for chips and dip. I also sit on seat 23 on my bus. I sat there everyday in elementary school. What a coincidence!?