Well, New Years Day, and we got to take our enormous, stupid Christmas tree down as we were getting SAD!! To herald its departure, I wrote a poem, which I will share with you. You all know the tune, I’m sure (some bits might not fit!).
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Oh Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree
How large we see thee looming.
You make our room a cave of gloom
And frankly I am fuming!
We decked your boughs with baubles gay
And lights that twinkle brightly
But we can’t see our new tv,
And miss our programmes nightly!
The day my DH brought you home
I have to say in fairness,
He is a gent of good intent
But lacks spatial awareness.
So, Christmas tree, it’s time to bid
A fond farewell to thee.
Now all is bright with broad daylight
And we can watch tv! (Yay!)
When next the Yuletide rears it’s head,
We’ll find new space for you,
Where you can spread your branches dread
And really have your due,
We’ll plug you in and let your lights
Beguile us night and day.
You can shine bright until Twelfth Night -
And not get in our way!!!?
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