One learns to ask permission
before that, what?
Hug; kiss; send love notes. Real cute when you're four.
visit? eat. run, explore! and somewhere
sinks in: "ask first"
"please" = magic
which is bullshit.
magic = life.
love maybe.
please is devil's music
when you say it, his horns grow
but they don't tell you
so you learn
bathroom hands get raised
"may" precedes "why"
and in the night
at 2 am
you don't send love notes
without asking
please
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