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In Charge Of The After-Party

After the guests go, leftovers and wine glasses litter the table.
Leave it till morning, believe it’s your choice, just one messy secret.
In truth, it was planned–
The good china wine glasses teaspoons and coffee mugs conspired
To be left at the end of the cheerful night
Retelling each other, before it’s back to the cupboard,
How much fun we had.

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