Clear the floor of wooden people
Tables and chairs need room to show
Their enjoyment of what we offer
No paranoia
Not caring for you
Tables twist with a real feel
Uninhibited movement, I smile
To see reaction, without adversion
Rhythmic motion
Such devotion
Canned applause an automatic response
From varnished bodies, from real friends
No idle chit chat, no pat on my back
Opinions they lack, that are based on fact.
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