What is it with me naming completely different poems the same thing? I need more creative poem titles
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I got the best seat.
I could hear he whisper to herself,
(She talks to herself, by the way)
And it would make it really easy to cheat on a test!

But all good things must come to an end,
This end just happened to be
On the third freaking day of school.

Stupid kid in the back of the classroom.
They couldn't stay awake,
So they had to move up.
And, because I'm so fcking unlucky,
They had to switch seats with her.

I no longer have the best seat,
And she's sitting in the back of the classroom.

She said she was fine with moving,
But her face gave it all away.
Did she think she had the best seat,
Too?