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I once threw a tea party 

it was a splendid thing, 

each little face with a grin etched in. 

their tiny hands and little feet, 

all dance to the invisible beat.

Their eyes pulled wide in an un-blinking stare,

pulling you in, to their innocent lair. 

They beckon you forward with their polished hands 

promising you adventures in foreign lands. 

They dress you up just like them

and say with a giggle that you're now condemned.

But you cannot not cry or even moan

because you're now forever frozen in a state of gleeand now you sit right next to me.