The Smallest Tree

MONDAY'S CHILD

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THE SMALLEST TREE

Once upon a time, in a great big wood,

A very little fir-tree stood.

All around the pines stretched high,

Almost up into the sky.

And, in between, were the middle-sized,

Whose pride just could not be disguised;

'We're just the right size for Christmas Trees,

We're green and pointy, sure to please;

Soon we'll end up in the local shops

And children will say we are the tops!'

And, sure enough, the very next day,

Men came and took those trees away.

The great big trees didn't seem to care;

They went on standing grandly there.

But the Little Fir Tree was broken-hearted,

Because the others had departed.

'I'm just no good to man nor beast!

No-one likes me in the least!

The terrible truth can't be disguised.....

I'm a tree that's undersized.'

Then voices rang through the forest glade

And what a welcome sound they made!

'Look for a small one, Daddy, do!

We've Xmas lights, but only a few!

We haven't any money to buy some more!

But Xmas is Xmas although we're poor!'

The Little Fir Tree stood still and straight!

It was going to happen! He could hardly wait!

And, sure enough, he heard the cries.....

'This one! This one! Its just the right size!'

And now it stands in a special spot

In a special room in a special pot,

Covered in lights and shining bright,

Ready and waiting for Xmas Night!

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COLOUR CONSCIOUS! 

If I buy this linen set

Can I be sure that's all I'll get!

I asked for turquoise and that's fine

But the shop-assistant's out of line!

The floral motif's alright with me.

But oh that masculinity!

He takes my mind off linen-shopping.

What if that cushion started dropping!

Though the colour's quite appealing

I really have a funny feeling

That I wouldn't have a hope;

Indeed I know I couldn't cope

With that gorgeous teenage creature!

So manly in his every feature.

And one gets the odd sensation

That he plans a revelation!

This, my friends, is so disturbing

With great effort I am curbing

Thoughts and memories that surge

And with the thoughts of cushions merge!

Let me concentrate, I say,

On domestic things today!

Please don't add this great distraction,

All I want is satisfaction!

Sheets and pillows fill my mind,

But concentration's hard I find.

Although I'm very far from young

I'm known for being highly-strung!

I'm thinking, if you see me frown,

'Shall I choose turquoise or choose brown?'

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