Fill in the Blank Poetry

By Jack Archer

Directions:

1. Fill in the blank.

2. Publish in poetry anthology with a title which you can interpret in at least six different ways.

3. ???

4. Profit.

5. Return to Exeter and watch lowers struggle to understand your genius.

Roses are red,

You smell like fart,

On campus please stay,

Six feet  _ _ _ _ _

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, so long I stood,

To perform _ _ _ _ _ _ _, as fast as I could.

Whose woods these are I think I know.

His house is in the village though;

He will not see me stopping here,

To steal his wood and bring it _ _ _ _.

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate.

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,

If only we could flee your mother’s _ _ _ _,

I wish that thy could make an _ _ _ _ way.