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For 8 foot rectangular tables
 

Jane's event was posh galore. Her tablecloths stretched to the floor.
The gig began without a slip - but then her guests began to trip.
First, the tablecover slid - right before Aunt Gertrude skid.
Dinnerware began to fly. Grandpa screamed, "I'm gonna die!"
(He's like that. You should see him on a roller coaster.)

This drama has a silver lining: floor-length linen for your dining.
Pinches now just turned to cinches! Each side has been shaved two inches.
One Five Six would snag that shoe! So we present - One Fifty Two.
Ninety inch has now been fixed! Above the ground at Eighty Six.
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