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I Am the Chair A day in the life of comp

 

I am in Odessa on the main street

On a pedestal I overtop

A lot of people I meet and greet

Their asses on me they drop.

 

A chair made of bronze!

Have you ever heard of that?

The other chairs are pawns.

With them I ignore to chat.

 

Every day I’m admired,

Became a hero of the day

I’d love to say I’m never tired

And never wish to hit the ...

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A day in the life of comp

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