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Rickety Table Tea

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Rock forth, rock back rickety table tea. Blood red, yet tastey as can be. Trains barrel by, hear them I do. Don't really care what is in them, where they're going, or where they've been through. Too tired to wonder, too tired to speak, yet awake I am again wanting to do both, not a wink tonight I fear I will sleep. To those who roam the night, may you be cheery and blessed.  A bed kept warm with a teddy bear or a lover's caress. What about me? I'll sit here and just be for now, keeping solitarey company with my music and rickety table tea.