New year's eve in a small town

Christmas Tree Hero


Nothing happens in our small town

New years Eve , we all count down


For most the aims to get a snog

With wives or friends or some stray dog


Then whispers turn into a dare

And spreads around the market square


The balding tree, so poorly lit

Has someone climbing onto it


It wobbles as they reach the top

The branches snap and bend and flop


A policeman tries to get them down

But soon it crashes to the ground


And there it lies across the floor

Looking better than before


The climbing hero’s led away

And won’t be seen ‘til New Years Day


The townsfolk boo and laugh and cheer

And say they’ll climb the tree next year


©2010 Mark C Bird

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