Can't even count /the large amount of asses /that sat on me. Some were large/ and some were tight/ others farty or just numb. Winter's laid its coat on me /Autumn's made my wood bear fruit. /I enjoy the spring sunset /I simply love the summer's view./I've witnessed wars/ and had my wood renewed /my rusty metal's 110 years old/ But I still enjoy the lovers' legs /that cross so tight/ on me still...
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