The Christmas Tree Hunt

Christmases and Christmases ago down where the Camelias grow

 

There was a family whose money was low__not so much cash flow

'Twas the day before Christmas Eve and they didn't have their Christmas tree nor stockings in a row

 

Their old artificial tree was looking very used_not even Charlie Brown could give it a look renewed

 

There wasn't funds to buy a new one or a tree that the stores sold freshly cut

Mom decided to the woods they would go for a cedar to hunt

The whole family piled in that tiny little truck and across the creeks and to the woods they flew

like Santa in his sleigh

Walking, searching, searching not one suitable tree_

fatigue, cold and huger began to set in                                   

 

So back to the truck they did plod sadly

 

And there right there was one Cedar which looked green and shapely

 

The man of house with his strong muscles and a chain saw quickly_cut that beauty                                   

swinging high onto the truck proud of their great luck

Arriving home with tree in tow and placing it in its stand you know

Mom in the kitchen popping up some corn, making hot cocoa for us to warm

and a fire she lay to heat up the room _then the tree we'd all groom

With the tree in place and a roaring fire, hot cocoa to warm all desires

An odor began to permeate the air_floating over here and there                                     

"What is that scent?" mom did despair..

From that lovely green Cedar Tree a fowl scent circled the room

Dad laughed and laughed with a twinkling eye.. "A Tom Cat had sprayed that tree with a scent not very nice."...

 

So out the door the tree flew and Christmas Eve the hunt repeated...


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Reviews

[Coyote Song]

Oh no! Not a nice smell at all. Hope their second try was beter.
A nice Holiday poem with a bit of humor.
I enjoyed!!!