child takes the stranger's hand
and i presume her
lap full of candy
a blown about; fickle,
giving 'aw shucks' eyes,
defiance and curiosity too;
child owes nothing
when the world is his honey box
brave little man with the puffed up chest
a matter of time
before mother's manners
ill imparted
repeat themselves:
candy smashed flat
by little king fists
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