Ode to the Little Orange Chair
What can I say of my little orange chair? Passing day by day silently sitting over there! Oh, sweet little chair of orange descent, please don't be fooled by my mexican accent My love is greater for thee, Oh chair orange in hue, than any other little chair of lemon, grass, or blue. I wish you had hair that I could run my fingers through! Oh little orange chair, how sweetly I love you! Written February 21st, 2002 © on Feb 21 2002 07:30 AM PST 0 • 14
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