Button, button,
who's got the button?
Hands in prayer—position,
the It party-guest passes from one person
to the next,
inserting flattened hands
between similarly flattened,
very receptive,
pairs of little hands.
Guests sit in circled chairs
watching keen-eyed
to distinguish the
true deposition of the button
from the mock deposit.
Now who has the button?
Where has it been left?
Was the It sufficiently skilled
to fool all the watchers?
Only two people among all these party-goers
(poker-faced, if they're smart)
know
who has the button.
Small things are easily hidden.
Look! You can hide a button
in your prayer-folded hands,
then pass it along,
in secret,
to a friend.
Small things disappear
if you so much as blink.
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