Shapes Shifting
There's room in my chair if you'd like to sit too
The space that is open is contoured to you
An afghan to cover us cozy and snug
Cuddled together, two bugs in a rug
There's room in my chair if you'd like to sit here
I won't bite, don't worry, have you no fear
But wait, just a moment, let's first set the stage
You get the lights, I'll get the shades
There's room in my chair, so much fun it will be
Nobody else babe, it's just you and me
What happens there probably here could not write
Let's remake the story though night after night
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