Stairs,
stairs, stairs. What a truly unique
human creation you are. Coming in
different sizes, shapes, & colors.
Stairs, stairs, stairs. I go to
college & the notion of using you disappears. In the Darkside & Ghetto houses, you
return as you are the way to my bedroom.
Stairs, stairs, stairs. A single
one in the ol’ cottage took out Jordan & several glasses with him. People race you in the Sears Tower & they
claim its fun. Stairs, stairs,
stairs. My new adventure in Philadelphia
includes many of you. Always worried I
will fall down you with food in my hands.
Stairs, stairs, stairs. Many of
you did Rocky gallop up. My goodness he
was in shape. Stairs, stairs,
stairs. Tired I was after walking down
you, you the set Rocky effortlessly glided up.
Out of shape I know I was after running up you. Stairs, stairs, stairs. With new technology, old creations fade
out. Yet you I doubt we will ever
lose. Stairs, stairs, stairs
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