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BENCH

I’ll SIT UNDER THIS TREE HOPING SOMEONE MIGHT STOP AND TALK TO ME I’M TIRED OF BEING ALONE AND IT’S OH SO LONESOME AT HOME MAYBE THEY MIGHT CARE AND HAVE A LITTLE TIME TO SHARE WE COULD GO SIT DOWN IF WE COULD FIND A SEAT SOMEWHERE I THINK I’LL BUILD A BENCH WHERE WE CAN SIT AND SHOOT THE BREEZE TALK ABOUT WORLD PROBLEMS AND OUR SORE BACK AND KNEES WE CAN TELL STORIES AND FIBS EMBELISHING THE PAST DRAG OUT EVERY WORD TO MAKE EACH SHORT STORY LAST IF YOU GOT NOWHERE TO GO AND NO PLACE TO BE COME SIT ON MY BENCH THERE’S ROOM NEXT TO ME I BUILT MY BENCH SO ANYONE CAN FIT IT’S THE PERFECT PLACE TO REST AND SIT RELAX A WHILE TAKE A LOAD OFF YOUR FEET AND MIND ENJOY THE SOLACE THAT’S WAITING HERE TO FIND IF YOUR LEGS ARE GETTING TOO TIRED WHEN YOU WALK HEAD BACK TO MY BENCH TO SIT SOME MORE AND TALK THIS BENCH WILL LAST FOREVER I BUILT IT OUT OF STONE IT WAS MADE TO BE SHARED NOT JUST SAT ON ALONE

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