Wet fingers
pressed down
into crystals gold and sweet...
Blue eyed Max and brown eyed Dan
with crystals on their cheeks...
A glimmer of mischief
A naughty gleam, 
The fleeing sound 
of feet...
Daniel and Max -
caught again! ...
Mahaque's sugar thieves!                
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