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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