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The Day of the Chairs


An auctioneers voice says, "Sold! To you sir, these forty chairs."

Impulsive I suppose but so too, food

 

$11.00 bid and a journey for chairs.

 

Today to give away to neighbors, all men, their choice

of any

or all

chairs.

 

It is good for fellowship and looks, all while sipping hard cider and sitting in

chairs.

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