Across the Living Room Still Sits His Legacy Chair
Across the living room
Quietly sits a chair
In glum despair
With no one sitting in it anymore
It's cushion barely bruised nor used
Since it once patron has past on
And one can only hope he is as
comfortable now
As he was whence here sat upon
his favorite chair
Because that chair was in effect his
throne and so made him feel like a King
And that is why no one but he gets to
sit in it and it shall ever be replaced
So across the living room it still sits
in state retired untill this very day
A fitting tribute to the King
Who not only left the building
But his chair behind as well
To remind us all of his legacy and
what he taught us was that comfort
is love
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