23rd December prompt from cjnwriter: Christmas tree
Christmas Tree
Here is the Christmas tree; brightly bedecked
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Here is the angel on top of the tree;
With a cane and a Gladstone bag, held jauntily.
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Here are three bats, fast asleep overhead,
And here are lit candles in white and in red,
And here are no baubles; glass test tubes instead.
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Here is a bucket of water in place,
And here is a thick flame-proof blanket…in case,
And a pail of dry sand at the Christmas tree base,
And an ex army doctor; a smile on his face.
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Here is some tinsel adorning the walls,
And surrounding the print of the Reichenbach falls,
And an ivy-wreathed noose , which delights and appals,
And port and mince pies, in case anyone calls.
And green, lots of green…they, indeed, decked the halls.
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Here are some presents; well wrapped, gaily tied
With green velvet ribbons, and holly applied,
And everything everyone hoped for inside.
Here, the past fates of their trees are defied;
No fires, no explosions, no guests terrified…
And here's Holmes' expression of smugness and pride.
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Here is a knock on the festive front door,
And here's Mr Sherman, with parcels, and more;
For here is the skitter of paws on the floor;
His loyal companion, and here's what he saw…
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Here, 'neath the tree is a tortoiseshell cat.
Declining convention to sit on the mat;
He's too independent a feline for that.
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Here's the cat moving with seconds to spare,
And test tubes and candles and sand everywhere.
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And…here is the Christmas tree, Toby has wrecked.
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