They were so precious before
they scaled the glass, peering over, wild with hunger, eyes glowing with desire of having tasted glory of exercising, pleading their case for dessert. Skimming the pastry, they dance. With healthy contest they compete, brother and sister jockeying for pole position, ready with whip, slandering, scraping, daring another with faster horse round the bakery bend, curves ahead. This sprint is delectable with recipes for disaster, adding Solomon to the icing, the chocolate, a wise nonchalance, she deflates intoxication with denials of apparent reality. It's only flour, sugar and some other things that operate, like caffeine, the drugs stake their claim, in minutes more must be ingested to arrest the declination of cookie, Nice try, your attempted escape from the tiny hands made for cookie. © 2013 Larry Ingram
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