Twas two weeks before Christmas, when in Lola's house
We were having our coffee and starting to rouse.
We were having our coffee and starting to rouse.
The lights were all strung on the tree from last night
The ornaments also, with nary a fight!
The daughter was nearly all ready for school
And was counting the days til the coming of yule.
And I was quite pleased decorations were done
Now we could just settle back and have fun.
When out from the dining room there was a clatter
We sprang up like hares to see what was the matter.
Away to the tree we all flew like a flash
We looked in the room and saw what looked like trash!
The weight of the tree must have just been too much
The whole thing fell down, barely missing the hutch!
The base was still fastened real tight to the trunk
The daughter was nearly all ready for school
And was counting the days til the coming of yule.
And I was quite pleased decorations were done
Now we could just settle back and have fun.
When out from the dining room there was a clatter
We sprang up like hares to see what was the matter.
Away to the tree we all flew like a flash
We looked in the room and saw what looked like trash!
The weight of the tree must have just been too much
The whole thing fell down, barely missing the hutch!
The base was still fastened real tight to the trunk
Spilling water all over the floor for a dunk!
The branches and needles were bent up and tattered
The fragile, glass ornaments - broken and shattered.
Slivers of broken glass lay on the floor
Cleaning this mess up would sure be a chore!
We looked at the scene and were very upset
The daughter said, "Family's not even here yet!"
Although this is not what I would have preferred
The branches and needles were bent up and tattered
The fragile, glass ornaments - broken and shattered.
Slivers of broken glass lay on the floor
Cleaning this mess up would sure be a chore!
We looked at the scene and were very upset
The daughter said, "Family's not even here yet!"
Although this is not what I would have preferred
I just had to laugh; it was all so absurd.
At least no one got injured; the dogs are okay
Maybe this year, a fake tree is the way.
The neighbor might have a Wet Vac we can borrow
Or we can just leave it and fix it tomorrow!
Maybe this year, a fake tree is the way.
The neighbor might have a Wet Vac we can borrow
Or we can just leave it and fix it tomorrow!
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| not our tree but you get the idea! (source) |
9 comments:
Oh my! A clever poem about a calamity:) One Christmas morning when my kids were young, the tree toppled over in the middle of gift-opening. Like you, I had to laugh.
:-) In my house, that would've been accompanied by the slick shadow of a sprinting cat...
Pearl
oh my...yeah we always tied ours up cause the cats like to climb and if we dont catch them they tend to take it down...yikes...fun read though...
Oh no! Well, at least you managed to make something fun out of it. If we ever put another one up, I'm going to screw the base to the floor.
oh dear. I am cringing at the thought of that clean up. I hope no precious ornaments were smashed.
Oh, no!
Horizontal trees. It's what's next.
charming and festive, well done.
welcome submitting a random piece to us today, smiles.
Happy Holidays.
Oh yeah! We have four cats and in the middle of the night, the tree becomes a playground. It hasn't hit the floor yet, but our BIG cat is eyeballing the upper ornaments. He's the size of a mid-sized dog and I don't the branches will hold him...
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