I remember the mahjong tiles
clickety-clack, clack, clack, clack
Never ending, all through the night
Always going even after first light
I remember the money chips
going click click click!
I remember that argument
over the missing money clip
I remember the buttered toast
your friend told me to make
with sprinkled sugar on top
Don’t you make a mistake.
I remember your friends
though they were no friends of yours
only there to play a game
just a bunch of well-dressed boors
I remember the tiles
clickety-clack, clack, clack clack
I heard it every day,
even on a Sunday.
