On the Seesaw
I like to tell stories.
Monday, January 4, 2010
Oh Christmas tree!
Oh Christmas tree! Oh, Christmas tree! How you mock me.
You were once so pretty, fresh and green.
Now you're a big browning, fire hazard.
Your rotting needles keep sticking to my feet.
Stupid tree.
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