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“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
Rocking Chair
Adventuring up the stairs
To see what’s hidden in the lair
What did my little eyes spy
A blast from the past
In front of me lie
Gramma’s rocking chair!
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“A chair fit for a Queen and other Ladies too” Gun Roswell
Under the Tree
“Ah, a cool summer’s breeze
I am possibly ready to sneeze
Better sit down on the bench!”
Said the little old wench
As she tightly held her thighs in a clench
Because that damned sneezing
Made her always queasy
And possibly a little uneasy
As to what might start to trickle
She started to giggle
“Oh, hurry up you old fool
And quickly sit down on that damned stool!”
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“A table, a chair, a bowl of fruit and a violin; what else does a man need to be happy?”
Albert Einstein
A Seat fit for a Queen
A royal chair look-alike
A regular seat in disguise
A very clever ploy
For this seatly decoy
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“I don’t generally like running.
I believe in training by rising gently up
and down from the bench”
Satchel Paige
A Bench to Sit on
Moving forward
I found one, made of wood
Maybe it wasn’t hard
Rather suitably good
Too soft for a fit!
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“I don’t generally like running.
I believe in training by rising gently up
and down from the bench”
Satchel Paige
A Bench to Sit on
Then I saw it
The bench, made of stone
When I tried to sit
I felt it to my bones
Too hard for a fit!
continued next week
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“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
Seat in Town
When finally found
Face in an upside frown
Jumping up and down
Giving a spin in the gown
Posted in Seat Sunday
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
Seat in Town
When on the town
Getting all around
There is one thing
You wish you had found
A seat, to relax on!
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“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
A Seat in the Bar
Sitting in a comfy leathery seat
With your favourite treat
Chosen none too hasty
A glass of something tasty
Enjoy the fleeting moment
Without any sound or comment
It won’t last for long
And then, the moment, is gone
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“I don’t generally like running.
I believe in training by rising gently up
and down from the bench”
Satchel Paige
A Bench to Sit on
I finally found it
A bench made of metal
For me to sit
Soft as a petal
A purr-fect fit
The End
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“I don’t generally like running.
I believe in training by rising gently up
and down from the bench”
Satchel Paige
A Bench to Sit on
A little while longer
As I moved along
The feeling now stronger
I knew it wouldn’t be long
I was close to finding
As I saw the metal shining
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