They tumble over themselves,
coming in through the door.
The silence births a manic cacophony.
What a scene! They arrive jostling,
and shoving, and vying for attention.
“One at a time, please!”, I cry
“Let us be organized, gentle and calm.
They tumble over themselves,
coming in through the door.
The silence births a manic cacophony.
What a scene! They arrive jostling,
and shoving, and vying for attention.
“One at a time, please!”, I cry
“Let us be organized, gentle and calm.
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