Two Tables Talking

A new table brought home
Said to the older table:
"You're old and ugly
And I'm spanking brand-new!
Bound for the junkyard soon
Are you!"

The other table replied:
"True, true -
Some of it true.
But if I were you
I'd be careful where I stick
my mouth!
And though you're looking good,
It's just superficial
Veneer,
My dear!"

"But see here!
I'm still solid and stout,
And though nicked and scarred,
I've seen it all,
Been 'round and through it all,
Giving me added character!
But what have you got?
But a day not far off
When you'll fall apart,
Be tossed out,
Forgotten about,
And likely trampled on
And peed on
When deer season starts! -
Or mere kindling to keep me warm
On a cold winter's night!"

"I'm a sought-out piece of history
Valued highly as a collectible
Antique! But you'll be another
Kind of history,
And you know what
I'm talking about!"

With that being said,
The new table shut-up
And cowered in the corner.

© 1998 Linda G. Macri