I sat down just to write
This poem
For you,
I thought you were lonesome tonight
Feeling kind of blue;
Stranger things have happened
You know,
So just be comfortable in your chair
You aren't going anywhere.
Because if you are,
Please do tell;
I would not want you
To sit here,
Feeling like hell.
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