New Classic Poems – Contemporary Verse That Rhymes
New Classic Poems – Contemporary Verse That Rhymes
New Classic Poems – Contemporary Verse That Rhymes
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<strong>New</strong> <strong>Classic</strong> <strong>Poems</strong><br />
Just For Fun<br />
Christmas Tree<br />
Angela Burns<br />
Oh Christmas tree the perfect size<br />
....A bit lopsided to my eyes<br />
We got you home, at no small price<br />
We’ve shaken off the snow and ice<br />
We wrestled with the blasted stand<br />
Now you’re erect <strong>–</strong> well mostly, and...<br />
Rotate the worst where no one cares<br />
And don’t forget the water... there...<br />
Someone says “forgot the sheet!”<br />
Lift, grunt, put plastic underneath<br />
Now plug the lights in for a test,<br />
Darn there’s a dud, where are the rest<br />
Ah, rob the others, we’ll make do<br />
We never liked those strings of blue<br />
Then round the tree, the lights are strung<br />
Every which way, bulbs are hung<br />
Give up on art just ram them on<br />
Contortions till the job is done<br />
Now hurry up, before we faint<br />
To decorations re-acquaint<br />
These baubles seen in broad daylight<br />
A motley crew they seem alright!<br />
Never mind, they have the charm<br />
Of years of use, surviving harm<br />
So gradually the gauds are placed<br />
On branches in the utmost taste<br />
We take a drink and in the lag<br />
Reset things which hide or sag<br />
A little crowded there I fear<br />
Move some more, what’s that we hear<br />
A rustle from the stand below<br />
The tree is tilting ... oh so slow...<br />
Grab it there! A mad revise<br />
It’s straight amid exhausted sighs<br />
But, oh dear, an ancient ball<br />
Shattered while we saved it all!<br />
Well, now the icicles are next<br />
We carefully pull them from their nest<br />
In twos and threes we place with care<br />
On ends of branches, silver hair<br />
And then the final touch of class<br />
The tree top gets a star at last<br />
Then underneath our special tree ...<br />
The gifts arranged in festive glee.<br />
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