Many a persons had sat on that bench:

The hungry on it did eat.

The homeless on it had slept.

The lovers on the back a heart did draw.

The dog touched it with its paw.

The tired on it did rest.

Warriors from there plotted their quest.

The unemployed sat and scanned the newspaper for vacancy.

The police protected the bench from vagrancy.

The aged reminisce of their lives spent

The children on the bench , their friendships cement.


Each their own story so unique,

But the bench remains there shrouded in its own mystique

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