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life of a chair

I am sat on all day
I like to play
It is no fun being a chair

They like me a lot
At least I am respected
Until I am leaned on
Then my legs break
Then I sit in a dusty room all day
To bad I do not have many friends
Then all of a sudden they give me a new leg
So then I am sat on again

Then all of a sudden I am wobbly
They gave me the wrong leg
So I go back to not being sat on
Next thing I know I have a new leg
So I am sat on again

Then people like me again
They fight over me
Life is great
I like it a lot
So then a really mean kid throws me out the window
I am damaged for good
They say I can not be fixed

So I lay in a room all alone
Then it gets dark all around. Then it gets very hot
Then there is a fire
So I scream
But no one is there
I try to get out
But I am strapped down
Then all of a sudden I am gone
That was the life of a chair

by lifesucks
posted on 05/08/2008

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Comment by TheDesired: May 8, 2008 5:10 pm
Interesting point.... I never really thought about being a chair.
Comment by lindseymarie: May 9, 2008 10:56 am
lol
Comment by oceanreverie: Jun 5, 2008 1:16 pm
awww! poor chair!!! that makes me sad!
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