The Lights
The lights on the tree homely,
The tinsel on the tree royal.
Fashion us to embrace regal,
Our loved ones who date only.
Blue, yellow, red and green,
Twist around, turn in, drop,
These lights grace the chop,
Step back for aperture keen,
Another year, the fuse is away,
Time to change it, no problem:
Kindles hearts, smiles, kids’ say.
The glistening and cheer born.
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