In the spirit of this season of selfishness and misplaced, thankfulness and the misuse of Gods creations, Caution Oh Christmas tree , with your bright green branches. Oh Christmas tree what are the chances, while trekking through the snow with axe to swing the blow Others failed, just so you know We picked you, so now we’ll go you’ll be the one that has grown just right and our family voted to take your life and watch you die your needles falling, Into our homes for our holiday joy Yes we’ll cut you down ‘and take you home, far from your friends and family, but only if you have no bad side or if you do we have a corner to hide it in your beauty is special, but not enough so we’ll decorate you with lots of stuff, causing your limbs to hang in pain your only dream,to live again, and then it’s over, I can’t get worst, , but to the curb you go to die of thirst, then to the chipper to be torn limb from limb turned into mulch and spread so thin to help others grow Oh Christmas tree , you tried to duck to avoid the axe, but with no luck you brought two weeks of joy, and hey, maybe they took your picture, capturing the wonder of your creation, In your natural home, to be placed in album. made from another tree Thanks ?

December 18, 2019 by mark lewis Leave a Comment