Christmas Lights

Christmas Lights by Robert (Bob) Moore Be nice to have the Christmas lights up out the front she said some of the neighbours have theirs up, our place looks kinda dead so out into the shed I go, to find the boxes and some gear but they’re tangled and they’re twisted, from when I took them down last year I start to unravel them, to see which ones will show the coloured lights still twinkling, but some I’ll have to throw into the bin, red, yellow, black, recycling’s got me stumped eeny, meeny, miney, mo, it’s still going to get dumped Took everything out to the front, checked what I had to do her words were ringing in my ears, no nails, no tape, no glue spoil any of the paint out there, a patch won’t be enough another job to paint it all, ‘cause patching looks too rough So how am I going to hang them up, if I can’t use the glue no nails, no tape, no chewing gum, I don’t know what to do I’ll have to run a stringline, under the awning, and make it tight then tie the lights up to that line, hope they make it through the night Extension cords and power boards, and timing switches too I think that I have everything to do what I must do string, a knife, some pliers, can’t do too much harm there and don’t forget the stepladder, but she says, you just take care She will ask me please take them down, probably on boxing day she says that’s when it should be done, cause people go away I say leave them for another week, till New Year’s day has fled then take them down, and tangle them, and back into the shed <><><><><><><><><><>