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Beanbag Chair

I’m sitting on a beanbag chair; It’s perfect for my derrière. My back is leaning on the bed, Supporting both my neck and head. My first apartment had one, too. My roommate bought it, for we knew That friends would always pop on by And need a place to sit or lie. My current seat’s in Henry’s room. He’s 7 and I would assume He won’t outgrow it for a while, No matter if it’s out of style. To me, it is a favorite perch To read or write when I’m in search Of someplace I can solo sit - This beanbag chair’s the perfect fit.

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Date: 1/28/2021 12:26:00 PM
I wanted to use a beanbag chair at my crossing guard post, but they told me I couldn't. Another nice write, Ilene.
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Date: 1/3/2021 8:07:00 PM
Those first two lines had me rollicking away, ilene. I tried not to let my mind get too graphic there. lol. Here's to beanbag chairs! :) gw
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Date: 1/3/2021 11:02:00 AM
I suspect Jan was first to respond because she was envious of all those beans and how they could lift her spirits? Aloha! Rico
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Date: 1/2/2021 2:44:00 PM
oh how lovely that you can spend time with Henry and on a beanbag which obviously brings back so many happy memories for you:-) got to admire anyone who can rhyme derrière and chair lol:-) hugs jan xx
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