Chairs and tables, Once forced in place, now dance gracefully, a silent tango with the wind and the sun, unsullied by the weight of the day, unshackled from the fate of their many bacterial rendezvous -

Chairs and tables, No longer debted to the ungrateful human, Sway in the moonlight, consuming new strength in their wooden legs, a levity only seen before in the untouched bowels of a furniture store -

Let the humans build their own fortress, blissfully unaware - to the joy their absence brings to the table and the chair