Every day I have a tea party
with imaginary friends,
as I sit in child-like state.

Some have six eyes - the better to see me.
Some have big ears - the better to hear me.
Some even have long tails - the better to sway as we dance.

My voice calls them,
as time stops to explore landscapes.
My dancing steps move,
as percolating tea *** sings.

My age it doesn't matter,
for I am forever young.
And they are my reality,
that I alone orchestrate.