We just about
were done
with
everything that needed
to be done
today when suddenly
this breathing
bibelot got in the way
and made it
clear we shouldn’t
do another
thing without consulting it.
Not to do
that, it was clear,
would mean
insulting it.
Which didn’t
mean we didn’t
want to say “Screw
you” to it.
But that was
something we
were too polite to do to it..
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