Fruitcake Abuse

Written by Mel


William surveyed the two-foot high wall that surrounded their home. It hadn’t been there this morning.

He approached it, curiously noting the odd texture of the bricks. It wasn’t until he looked closely that he realized what they were.

That brat had done what he’d threatened. He’d used the thousands of fruitcakes they’d been given as bricks.

From inside the house he could hear a voice singing out, “Build a wall with lousy fruitcakes, fa la la la la la la.”

William sang back, “Switch a brat with boughs of holly, whack whack whack whack whack whack whack whack.”