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family gathering, brothers, sisters

hangers on. I slip my hand under

the tinfoil just to see, and

oops, a bit of frosting seems to

have stuck to me.

I must lick that off, otherwise

I might mess someone else

with my messy fingertips.

Really. It’s not an excuse.

How could you accuse me of

being so duplicitous…..

Hmmm. Maybe I should

just peek under there again.

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