[after the style of J. V. Cunningham]
This fact, on that day, you made clear to me:
you neither liked, nor sought, my company;
nor would we, any more, take meals together.
We were made roommates by mere circumstance.
Acquaintance, such as that, need not advance
into friendship---nothing in common, whether
or not we take the same course the next morning
(again that is only an act of chance).
One course in common, then; different social classes
caused, I think, your far too candid scorning,
and did not cause the idle time too easily pass.
Avoiding you, I sought the library's quieter courtesy.
S74RW4RD (yes, Starward)
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