Trying to Unload a Friend
Miss Candy P. Cane was in a bit of a fix.
Her friend Miss L. Toe was not able to mix.
They were at a party with Mr. Chris T. Mess.
He wanted Candy alone, he had to confess.
Can’t she find anyone? He asked his sweetie dear.
Maybe she could go with Sir Red N. Deer?
Miss Candy P. Cane wished she had not brought Miss L.
Being alone with her honey would have been swell.
But she was a loyal friend, and she was kind of stuck.
Surely there is someone else? She asked. Another schmuck?
Miss L. Toe heard them, and marched off angry that day.
They have never repaired their friendship, most people say.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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