First On the Scene In 1605-What Am I
I was once a powerful tool.
You could find me in every school.
In the 80’s I hung on a stick
I got dropped off like a bundle of bricks.
I was delivered straight to your door.
On the street you would see me once more.
I would sometimes get picked up by Rover.
I’m black and white and read all over.
Take a guess if you think you can try.
Those are your clues, now what am I?
Copyright © Mark Koplin | Year Posted 2021
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