Write a poem in which something is lost and then regained.
BUS STOP
I should have slept with it
In my lap but it was awkward
Didn't want to drop my new
Typewriter so I put it in the
Overhead compartment on the
Greyhound bus to Albany State
And left it there on a changeover
But by time I got to the station my
Typewriter was right there in the
Lost and found waiting
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