Christmas is a wonderful time
for the fraudulent muxe
She has got away with it again
for another year
She thinks.
Her tree decorated with sparkling lies,
dull looks, paranoia, debt, delusions of granduer,
mind snails, decay, theft, smells and
obsessive fears of honesty.
Christmas is a wonderful time
for the fraudulent muse
And as usual and again
for another year
She demands love but inspires nothing
But pity.
And no one needs a pityful muse.
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