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Pre-Party

The clock ticks

anticipation.

I sip on snacks,

nibble on bubbles,

giggling and gurgling

excitement.

One shoe on,

one shoe off,

I hop around the props;

primp the pristine setting -

the pre-party scene.

Not knowing how upsetting

it will be when

all the fun has

gone and been

and there's nothing left

to do but clean.

◄ The Dark Night of My Soul

It Is What It Is ►

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