Views From The Cornucopia

Each year they drag me out for their festive season.
They fill me with fruits and vegetables
From the harvest and adorn me
With colourful leaves and festive flowers.
They place me on the center of the table
Where I hold court amid their festive holiday gatherings
I smell the most glorious of foods,
Roast turkey, mashed potatoes,
Veggies done up in glazes and sauces
All fit for a king or queen.
I hear the juiciest of gossip
As family secrets slip out from tongues
Laced with alcohoic deleight
I witness the heated arguments
That would sear the ears off any child
As the day goes from glorious design
To a monstrosity of family tensions.
You'd swear they'd never do it again -
Until next month when they all trapse back in
Wrapped in holiday cheer
That is only a thin veneer that covers past hurts.
Humans really are an odd bunch
A cornucopia of misfits all coming from
A descendant line that has been
Warped with pettiness and vanity.
Each year they believe they can rise above
But only I see the fruitfulness of their demise
As they stagger away with a full belly
And a head full of tearful dreams
Smashed by a bottle of rum
Laced with coke.

Happy Holidays.

Word Count = 212.
Lines = 32

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Written for: Personify Writing Contest - Open "Personify Writing Contest-CLOSED" 
Prompt: Prompt 2: A Cornocupia
​500 words - poetry or prose

I just learned the song for the Hunger Games has words about the Horn of Plenty - https://thehungergames.fandom.com/wiki/Horn_of_Plenty
https://thehungergames.fandom.com/wiki/Cornucopia