O Christmas Tree

 

 O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum,

 Wie treu sind deine Blätter!

Thou blessed our house with woodsy scent

While we grew slowly fatter.

As carols graced our living room

Thy lights adorned our Christmas Eve,

But now that needles strew the rug

It's time thou got the heave.

Sweet nostalgia dewed our eyes

As trinkets old thy boughs bedecked.

Now only in the vacuum bag

Thy odor we detect.

All over are the galas grand,

Both casual and formal.

We move the furniture in place

And things go back to normal.

We rest and read our Christmas books

Surrounded now by quiet.

We sit at table solemnly

Observing careful diet.

While once again in nature thou mayst feel the breezes blow

With fellows up and down the street, bedecked by flakes of snow.

O Christmas Trees O Christmas Trees

How lovely are thy branches,

Now sprawled before colonials,

Victorians, and ranches.