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I am warm, plump and a touch spicy
molasses steam rising like curling ribbons
my children take with sweet smiles
the gum drop buttons I offer
but sadden me with still hungry eyes

friends eagerly receive my hugs
but walk away with my arms
strangers pull the licorice shoes from my feet
needy patrons devour my legs
the demands of the season consume my trunk

my candy hard smile pecked clean by the beaks
of nay sayers and dooms day’ers
all that is left come Christmas day my love
are raisin eyes tired of holding on
we need to talk my love
for they are sadly appropriate

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