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Selection Election
Selection Election
Choice Joyce was my delight,
the apple of my eye.
Pally Sally was never right,
she made me want to fly.
“Marry Carrie!” they all declared,
but something seemed amiss,
and then for Rose I never cared,
so I stole, with Joyce, a kiss.
Line Count: 8
Rhymed Verse, ababcdcd
For Express It In Eight, Sept. 22 2020
Prompt: Choice.
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