Chair

By Derick Stephan

The chair is an ugly yellow

What does it’s future hold in stow?

It is the teacher’s chair

Do I sit in it?  I don’t dare

The ugly chair has wheels

And I wonder how it feels

To sit on my ass

And roam around the class

How many people has the chair sat?

How many places has it been at?

The answers are separate but the same

The more things change, more they stay the same

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