CCC 12-31-25

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“There she goes, grab her Henry! She will get all the other girls! Henry, watch out she’s coming for you!”

“Squaaaak!” Henry tried but too late and he suffered a bite on his neck.

Harry ran to him but there was nothing he could do. He started squawking really loud to attract the farmer to get Hilda away from Henry. Thank heavens he noticed.

“Been at it again, Hilda?” The farmer picked her up and isolated her in another pen. Then he attended Harry.

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #067

Friday Fictioneers

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Joe was just an ordinary bloke. He lived alone, couldn’t tell a joke. His family believed he lived on a beach, away from them on an island they couldn’t reach. Joe lied, knew his deceit, but seeing his family, have to see, and greet them every day, there is no way Joe could stand it, because his money they’d demand it. Joe had to lie and that is why he lives here in this shack. He sees people all day, shows them the way to see the forest and trees, always eager to please visitors on trails forth and back.

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2 January 2026

W3 12-31-25

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I never thought I would see this day

As Joe observed his neighbor whisked away

But you knew it might be coming

Now frightened voices humming

Our neighbor arrested

All the time he’s invested

To help others, now lines are drawn

Even finding food now will be gone

What can we do I ask my friend

When is this lawlessness going to end

The two worried men sat in their porch chairs

Wondering how to be safe and make leaders aware

These methods are dangerous, not fair.

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Keeping her safe, or: What that means