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---
title: "git_01"
author: "Math_116"
date: "Fall semester"
output: html_document
---
```{r setup, include=FALSE}
knitr::opts_chunk$set(echo = TRUE)
```
# Build a Poem with commits to different branches
Our project will be done using a sequence of save and commits and branch actions.
<!-- Do not modify or change any text in "!--" bracketed areas such as this --- these are instructions to
you, if you change any of this the git program will notice it and compromise your git merging strategy !-->
## First Verse
<!--Put the first five lines of a poem by Lewis Carrol in this section!-->
WHAT'S this?" I pondered. "Have I slept?
Or can I have been drinking?"
But soon a gentler feeling crept
Upon me, and I sat and wept
An hour or so, like winking.
## Second Verse
<!--Put the first five lines of a poem by Robert Frost here!-->
My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree
Toward heaven still,
And there's a barrel that I didn't fill
Beside it, and there may be two or three
Apples I didn't pick upon some bough.
## Third Verse
<!--Put the first two verses of The Walrus and the Carpenter here!-->
The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright--
And this was odd, because it was
The middle of the night.
Because she thought the sun
The moon was shining sulkily,
Had got no business to be there
After the day was done--
"It's very rude of him," she said,
"To come and spoil the fun!"
## Last Verse
<!--Put a short poem of your choice 8-20 lines,here!-->
rose is red
i am boohoo