licking the batter before the lash
"Haldt za moyel!" the wooden spoon
shifts from booty into our doom
"za Klipttzein Arshtrotten!" her stuttering shoes
clip-clopping furiously to our room
"No mom, please!"
we split as the breeze hits the back of our knees
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