Daily Prompt


The merriment of Christmas
a mask worn,
sworn to keep peace among family.
She broke all the rules,
from the rooftop she spread the truth
as members shriveled from her salty tongue.

No one ever survives the brave who freely sprinkle their grievances. Shrouded in hyprocisy, she no longer could stand their air of freshness. She sought to preserve them, had they agreed to hear her out. They turned aside and soon found they smelled of pungent onions and rotting fruit.

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