There’s tinsel and baubles all bobbly with glitter,
And angels that flutter and fairies that flitter,
A sprinkling of twinkling pink lights on long strings,
Some part-painted pine cones and all sorts of things!
There are gold-glowing snowflakes and ribbons and robins,
And candy canes, paper chains, buttons and bobbins,
And sledges, and wedges of chocolatey goodies,
And ho-hoing Santas all dressed in red hoodies,
And holly and ivy and bursts of big berries,
And oranges, lemons, and even some cherries!
And penguins and polar bears (aww, aren’t they cute!),
And bells and tin trumpets that tooty-tooty-toot,
And cotton-wool snowmen, all rather home-made,
And then twenty-five metres of silvery braid,
And far, far, beneath them, although you can’t see,
Somewhere or other, there might be a tree.