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                              Who Has Been Eating My Chair?

                                (Which Goldilocks did not ask)

Lawn chairs are for lawn-sitting quite at our ease
Soft summer evenings with a book and a glass
With birds and squirrels chittering away
Merrily over their supper of chicken scratch

Lawn chairs are presumably not nutritious
But every morning mine has been gnawed away more
Its cotton cover shredded and ripped and torn
The puffy filler scattered all over the lawn

What creatures in the night fight, chew, and riot
To make my comfortable old chair their diet?