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Sparkling, flashing, gleaming, glowing,

Where no eye can see its rays,

Rests the mystic golden table

Dreaming dreams of olden days.

’Neath the Cobre’s silver water

It has lain for ages long;

And an undertone of warning

Mingle’s with the river’s song.

~ The Legend of the Golden Table

On the dresser sits a frame

With a photograph

Two little girls in ponytails

Some twenty one years back

~ Cindy Lauper, “Sally’s Pigeon”