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Fainting tree

Oh, those fainting Christmas trees.

They are a sight to see,

Can’t be left alone, can’t be.

You went to spread some cheer,

So let me be clear,

It wasn’t me here,

It was the cat.

Like the serpent in the tree,

She tempted me

And now you see

Where we’re at.

She challenged me,

Said I couldn’t be free,

That there would be

No Christmas present for me

Unless I ran around the tree

And that’s when it went ker-splat.

It fainted dead away.

I don’t know what to say.

It fainted that way.

The power cord’s now frayed.

Yes, it happened today.

I blame the cat.

Yes, sparks flew,

There was a spark or two,

Arcing a translucent blue,

Singed the cat through and through.

No, I don’t know where she’s at.

So, those fainting Christmas trees,

Looks like they just can’t be

Left unattended, you see.

I think we can right the tree,

Set it up to be

Fully faint free

With no cat calamity

Without the cat.