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Poetry  -  PICNIC  TABLE


PICNIC  TABLE

Elizabeth Gerringer

The tree was tall,
The branch was strong,
Became my morning chair.

I took my chair most everywhere,
To school and then to play.

I carried it to work one day,
The boss said it was in the way.

The cat thought it was his,
Sleeping in the sun.

I took it to the porch near the tree stump
I used for a picnic table

Because I thought the tree was in pain,
Having lost a chair.

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