Together sitting taking tea
Discussing nothing much at all
Background noises merging
Like interludes at Albert Hall
Voices trailing night ships sailing
To places who knows where
All around a union sound
Filled with people unaware
The café loud with lively crowd
Scraping seats and cutlery
Coming going toing froing
Hall of smart-set imagery
Waitrons bringing orders winging
Sweet or savoury desires
Table numbers no one slumbers
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