Where the light burns
A candy cane congeals into a wad of peppermint
hatred that bends the holiday...
Where stress turns
Coconut chocolate into wet muck,
A tree saddled with sundry birds drops its
Scent.
Where a fading clean amassed
with tiny mice
Lends legacy to what is gone
and what shone,
Levity comes.
Fun lands on the pulverized roof
Fun drinks, Fun laughs
Fun snores
Fun leaves
And Fun decides
to never
ever
visit again.
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