Two Chairs
Come to my home
were you may see
the other half of me
what will we eat
I'll have to animate
no lobster no wine
for I live a small life
all that I give
what can I say
I will not be ashamed
my home has
only two chairs
but were theres
no money
love has shone the way
for love and cares
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