"oh My Wheelchair"
Oh no here she comes again.
For her to sit on me it should be a sin.
I was made for her and I'm so strong.
Thank goodness my trips aren't very long.
She is my friend and I really don't mind.
I was made to carry her sweet behind.
Teresa Skyles
This was wrote to put in Matt's contest
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