Twelfth Night - O Christmas Tree
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree
How bright and cheery there you be
Your twinkling lights so numerous
Your chocolate baubles humorous
I stand and stare, you’re standing there,
With golden tinsel everywhere
Your shining star, how bright you are
You travelled from so very far
These neighbourhoods which have no woods
We love our oriental goods
So have no fear, we’ll keep you near
Up in the loft until next year
So Christmas tree, O Christmas tree
Your box, I’ve taped up carefully
But what is this? I must be pissed
I’ve found a bauble that I’ve missed
Copyright © Terry Flood | Year Posted 2021
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