The voices keep me company
in my mind we enjoy tea
blueberry scones and butter
sandwiches of fluffernutter

We discuss politics politely
pinky raised in the air, so slightly
we discuss religion, so sweet
in our pockets, knives gripped with heat

Thoughts of women, good and bad
One voice sings, softly, so sad
Another screams above the crowd
horrible, things, screeches so loud

The voices keep me company
in my mind we enjoy tea
blueberry scones and butter
sandwiches of fluffernutter