...couldn't leave well enough alone
couldn't not meddle
hadda peek in the cookie jar
hadda look deep in the closet
wouldn't stop 'til I found the hidden gift
wouldn't stop 'til I knew it was the one I wanted
years later I held it on my lap
it was beastly heavy and I had trouble grasping it
doesn't matter what it is
it was what I wanted and once I had it
I was bereft of any enjoyment
I regretted getting the thing
children ransack attics and basements and I wonder
what they'll end up doing with this...little as I know what to do myself...
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