An Annual Metaphor (aka The Contents of My Mind at 2am)

2014 sits agape at High Table, ready to spear the Sprout of Health with his Many-Tined Fork, and carve the Chicken of Prosperity with his Wit-Sharp (not mine) Knife, ready to (attempt to) scoop out the Custard of Grace with his Runcible Spoon, to load the Toaster of Goodwill with Heart-Shaped Bread, ready to push the Start Button on the Microwave of…

Has this metaphor has gone far enough?

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