I never thought it was such a bad little tree. It's not bad at all, really. Maybe it just needs a little love.

"And the Grinch with his Grinch feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled 'till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before. What if Christmas , he thought, doesn't come from a store. What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more." - Dr. Seuss



On the twelfth day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
Twelve drummers drumming,
Eleven pipers piping,
Ten lords a-leaping,
Nine ladies dancing,
Eight maids a-milking,
Seven swans a-swimming,
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree!

In December I will be, a baubled, bangeled Christmas tree with hot soup bowls draped all over me.Merry once, merry twice, merry chicken soup with rice.

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.