A large green leaf hovers above the surface of the snow
Like the backfin of a shark, attached to a tiny little plough
Keeping a tiny little twig resting upon his tongue
Was an eager Chicorita, one who was rather young
Although the snow seemed to have swallowed him whole
A familiar scent told him that he had reached his goal
Jumping up through the sheet of cold, he shouted "Mum!"
And landed on a height next to a surprised Meganium
"Mum! Mum!" he yelled, "I found us a tree!"
The Chikorita looked excited as he let the branch go free
The sprig he brought was sad, unimpressive and thin
His mother looked at it, and then she looked at him
"It is beautiful," she said, "Good work once again!"
He chirped in joy and nuzzled up against her mane
Thinking of which ornaments could make it splendid
In the middle of it all, the legendary Mewtwo descended
The Meganium shielded her child by pushing him back a bit
Mewtwo looked down at the branch, and then stepped on it
He said, "Your meager attempt is a sore sight to see,"
"Behold, as I bring onto you a true Christmas tree!"
He created a hollow in the ground to be used like a socket
While the two grass-types saw an evergreen pine flying like a rocket
It crashed into the hole hard enough to create a moderate quake
And the Chikorita fell over as the ground began to shake
Mewtwo decorated with his might and did not reach finality
Until every branch was like a dimensional vortex, warping reality
Before leaving, he added a miniature star to the top in conclusion
Burning dangerously hot in constant unstable fusion!
"Now you know your place," Mewtwo muttered as he went about escaping
Leaving the Meganium and her son standing with their mouths gaping
The Chikorita looked up at his mom, never moving from the spot
"Mum, Santa Claus is a lot thinner than I'd thought!"