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THE MAN IN THE CHAIR
He sits there in his chair
Giving passer-bys a wierd stare
To see him smile, its very rare
It seems his only friend is the chair

I have seen many approach him
Maybe to ask why he seems so dim
I know they only got one answer from him
One such that they never again spoke of him

In my curiosity about him,
The man in the chair looking-glasses so dim
I decided that I'll go myself to ask him
To hear for myself what others heard from him

With all firmness I stood,
Approached and asked him why he was so dreary
The answer that I got from the man in the chair
Is one such that, I'll never again speak of him.



© Tatenda_Kamasha