I Am a Chair
Dear friends!
Please read my poem in the comments.
Regads,
Larisa
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Regads,
Larisa
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Larisa Rzhepishevska
Tue 1st Apr 2025 06:25
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 hay.
Why am I so famous?-one might ask.
The treasures were hidden in my seat.
To find them was not an easy task
As I was one out of 12 and did not cheat.
The first of April is today,
A Humorina in Odessa-city
A sunny day! A funny day!
And all around is so pretty!
Humor is in the City Garden,
Laughter and joy are on the streets!
Someone said: I beg your pardon
If my voice is a bit of bleat
You can sit on me and take a picture,
So that to fix that beautiful moment.
It will be for life the best capture
For your offspring, the best comment.
The best music I’ve heard today
Different orchestras I did enjoy.
More than that, I would like to say:
Some … got rid of the hemorrhoid.
Laughing so much together with men
I know for sure what health it improves.
Come and sit on me again.
And your troubles my seat removes.
I want every day to be like that.
Listening to music, laughter, and jokes,
Being jazzed by funny acts, let’s bet,
Your life prolongs, and love evokes.
If I had a mouth, I would say:
It was really the greatest day!
The day of different adventures
And all people were not strangers.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska
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