Flash Fiction Friday #36: Charisma

It seeps out of your very pores,
What ever it is you’ve been blessed with,
You’ve been anointed with,
Your cup is overflowing with it,
And the poor fools that
Paw at your feet
Lap up the lagniappe that pours
From your chalice.

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