Period Furniture
Modern would have been easy,
but period was all the rage,
so he slipped into the form.
Having people sit on him
made him ache at first,
but he had to overcome...
As long as they did not stand on him!
Robinson did that constantly;
Robinson, who bought him at a snip
as soon as he was off his ship...
The next time he did just that,
boy, would he just know!
The chance came, and soon enough,
when Robinson played drunk.
He kicked the chair without a care,
then tried to stand, but wobbled.
The chair gave a flip in his period stance,
and the owner did a painful dance.
9/9/2015
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