Noonquet's Wishful Thinking [3]

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"Oh dear, I have a meeting soon!"

Master's panicked voice breaks the silence,

bringing me back to reality.


He quickly stuffs a jelly in his mouth,

grabbing another one to eat on his way.


In a rush, he points to the last jelly

then to me.


"The dewly's yours!"

he says, mouth still stuffed.


"Thank you.

Do well, Master."

I link.


He nods, waves,

and dashes off.




I finish the leaves and berries

before flying over to the swing.




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