O sweet soft leather,
I’m glad someone tanned your hide
And worked it until your surface,
Where it touches my surface,
Is more like gloves than chair.
O enveloping leather,
We spend so much time together.
I want you to know that whether
I’m writing or my tether
Is linked to on-line weather
You’re my favorite ever.
O smooth, comforting leather,
I never will abuse you,
I’ll watch the way I use you,
And never take for granted
That you’re way better than that old ratty thing with absolutely no back support.
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3 comments:
I need to USE my office chair instead of this laptop and sofa. Methinks my fanny would be grateful.
Wonderful to be able to laud a piece of furniture. True poetic talent, in my unbiased opinion!
Yes, Eileen, C. has true talent! Beautiful verse.
Oh, how I wish I could share your sentiments. The only thing I miss about my old job is the wonderfully expensive, adjusts-twenty-places ergonomic chair I had there which was completely molded to my shape. So, just like the search for the perfect, stylish, comfortable black shoes continues, thus will the search for a chair for which I can sing praises like you have!
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