She holds sway as the others do not,
They all seem secretly and openly to
be a little in love with her
Vivacity and excess, they all are raucous
with affection,
Boisterous, unable to contain their admiration
She arrives last, a fifth wheel so readily welcome
At the table of four, full of news and views
that seem to astound and cheer
Her companions, her retinue, her coterie of
Friday morning coffee-drinking friends
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