HELP Prompt: Craft a poem where you explain something that is famous to you that is not widely noticed by the rest of the world. Think about Nye’s poem “Famous” and create a poem using a similar structure and style.

plz for 30 pts and if u scam i will report

Sunsets.

Trouble.

Full moons.

No really- they're everybody's.

Nothing is reserved.

We're all little rippling with

layers of memories,

mostly what we might forget.

Let it belong. Every pocket,

satchel, hand.

We forgot to make a reservation.

But there's room.

the answer is:

in the fourth paragraph. ( the paragraph that begins with “on friday of my third ”).

hope it !

i'd say the answer is nuisance. i hope i .