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Rachel Perlman A Table of Only FourOh! This seat is not for me? It looked as though it wasn’t taken. I just wanted to rest my feet, I did not mean to sit mistaken. I see. I see. Not my place to be. I’ll find another, just for me. I know the table seats only four, However, I am just one more… Fine. I’m leaving. I’m leaving. Before I stand, before I go - Remember that day long ago When you were in need. I was there, ready to share, Offering you a friendly chair. That day I helped you. You’ve not helped me, So from now on, Do your own Geometry.
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