Poem: Wrong Seat


Chair with no backing
broken spring in there, somewhere
cushion a questionable color
pattern select or historic stain
must test if still wet
Sit here if you like 
it’s the last chair left
and it is just not right
Your frame will not fit
the Seuss-wobbled structure
yet you sit.  It is the last chair.
Bottom line discovers the
displeasure immediately


-SPLaws

Wassily Kandinsky




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