“Do you remember last Sunday when I told you how much I love Christmas?” The Devil asked as he passed me the plate of homemade Christmas cookies.
I selected something that looked like a brownie had married a peanut butter bar. There must be some really excellent bakers in Hell.
“How could I ever forget?” I countered as I took a huge bite of the most delicious cookie I’d ever tasted. “You were dressed like Santa Claus going undercover as a pimp.”
Lucifer, who is extremely proud of his wardrobe, flicked a piece of lint off of the jacket of his impeccably tailored suit.
“All insults aside,” The Prince of Darkness remarked bitterly, “I wasn’t always a huge fan of the holiday. In fact, my former hatred of Christmas inspired one of the most famous novels ever written about the big day.”
I eyed my guest suspiciously as I munched on…
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K Morris - Poet 
Thanks for the re-blog. I hope you’re making it clear that this isn’t something you wrote, since your blog says its purpose is to showcase your writing…
You are welcome for the re-blog. The post (as with all re-blogs) links back to your own site and it is crystal clear that the content contained therin is your (not my) work. I have no intention of passing off your (or anyone) else’s creations as mine.
Okay. Just making sure.