Oh sweet table you let us sit
With chairs that make our asses fit
We meet you every lunch
We all go...The whole bunch
You're always there
One seat never bear
No one better sit at our table
Or they will wear the stupid fucker lable
I see you there as I enter the room
The feel of the seats is like a croon
I don't have much more to say
When I retire together we'll go.to the bay
I know that really sucked. I wasn't really feeling it. I need to be deeper. The power of The Table was too much and I couldn't clear my mind. The truth is words will never be enough to express my love of this table.
