One day
Sitting in my chair
I saw women
Who began to compare
See them
I did stare
One saw me
And did share
All turned to me
And did glare
And I thought
It was not fair
I was just
Sitting there
As they in front
Their shapes compared
Would not any man
Simply stare
Tis just not fair
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