I can see your teeth clench with rage
at the gift I have pressed on you,
which manoeuvres you
into the role of grateful recipient
of my unctuously offered, expensively wrapped
and poisonously unwelcome offering.
It’s hard to say if you are smiling or snarling
as you turn to extol the wrapping paper.
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