The Tree's Up
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The tree's up, yet it’s not looking so prim
its needles all shriveling and dying,
so this Christmas is feeling kinda grim.
The cat destroyed the decorative trim,
she says she didn’t, but I know she’s lying,
the tree's up, yet it’s not looking so prim
The kid’s socks make the house smell like a gym,
the cat fouled the tree and my wife's crying,
so this Christmas is feeling kinda grim.
Cat got the turkey so pickings are slim
she just lays around hacking and sighing,
the tree's up, yet it’s not looking so prim
Wild winter winds are only a prelim
to a coming blizzard with snow flying,
so this Christmas is feeling kinda grim.
I got up to check the lights on a whim
and found the cat chewed cord was near frying.
The tree's up, yet it’s not looking so prim
so this Christmas is feeling kinda grim.
(Villanelle)
11/14/2015
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
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