At least, the tree was healthy,
Christmas dinner? She'd spent it
In the loo. Each carol
Sounded like "Eat a cake"
So she plodded her thin frame
Away. Her legs were like roots,
Twisted and searching for nourishment.
She made the Christmas hamper
For children fatter than her-
In a certain light, she thought
She looked like Santa.
That night
2 ghosts saw her
Past and Present.
There was no future.
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