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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 ...
Monday 15th April 2013 8:25 pm
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