What is your wish? said the genie.
A cadaver of red, please.
A cadaver of red? Don’t you mean a cask or bottle? Or perhaps a magnum? I’ve had a glass or three myself. I’m feeling generous. How about a jeroboam — I’ve never granted one of them — or, maybe even, a nebuchednezzar?
No, thanks, mate. A cadaver of red, said the lazy vampire
John Malone 
Oh, scary, John!
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thanks Carolyn; I had such fun writing this; I’ve just sent it to The Drabble as a flASH fiction piece 🙂 about time you and I made an appearance there again 🙂
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Great post 😁
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That means a lot, thanks. It started with the phrase ‘a cadaver of red’ then it went from there 🙂
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