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A prolonged avenue before me, on I81

A nightlong period of time trailing me, once Friday is done

The route that takes me to friends hot and far,

The highway, my driveway, at dwelling in my car

My lodging is yet work time away in the gloom

My house, it stands empty, no fluffy in the room

The neighborhoods glister near twinkling lights

The neighbors all listen to carols tonight

And still, I bread and butter dynamical in silence towards home

And still, I support thinking of Christmas alone

My friends and their families, children's faces aglow

My friends have ornamented trees with presents below

I reflect on of minute faces, big sentiment and glistening smiles

I evoke the excitement I have not seen in a while

I liking those littlest children, their families, my friends

I adulation to deem of them once Christmas begins

I decided, accurate then, near those assessment in my mind

I granted a ligneous plant was what I essential find

Some trees would have homes, ornaments and lights

Some trees would be lonely, no kinfolk tonight

I started my check out for the ugliest tree

The one no one considered necessary would come through home near me

I reversed off the main road and into the lot

My intuition raced beside exhilaration that once was forgot

I ran to the fiduciary of the thumping majestic pine

And represented the tree that immediately would be mine

"You don't deprivation that tree," admonished the youngish lad

Then he proceeded to spectacle me the optimal that he had

"This woody plant is noble, it's engorged and it's green"

"You advanced get it quick, earlier it is seen"

I barrel my head, earlier I upturned away

Someone ravaged it and heaving it, and started to pay

"I don't deem that you heard me," I told the new man

"I poorness an grotesque ligneous plant. Do you understand?"

"We don't have such a tree," the boy reprimanded

"Our trees are perfect, the bizarre ones are stranded"

I hoped posterior in my car, resolute at best

I could william tell this labor would put me to the test

At the adjacent stop, I encountered a more terrible fate

Reprimanded by the manager, a puppyish man and his date

At the ordinal stop, the salesman, told me next to a grin

"The ill-favoured trees were inclined of and down in that bin"

At the fourth try, the income man said, "don't send for me lazy"

"But I'm not active probing for man who's partially crazy"

The fifth and the 6th boodle results were the same

They showed me their best ever trees, claimed my pursuit was insane

They all proved to relate why their trees were the best

The tree that I wanted was not like the rest

Some design I was superficial for a discounted tree,

But fee was no objection, for a wife ugly

My expectation waned, my appetite guarded

In hopes to brainwave an repulsive ligneous plant that had not been discarded

On my 7th attempt, brutally cragfast to my plan

I was greeted by a patient of and senior man

He listened, he smiled and nodded his head

"I have basically what your looking for," was all that he said

We walked finished a woods of cavernous trees and tall,

We walked to a corner, distant from them all

And here in the darkness, laid level to the ground on the ground

Was the ugliest ligneous plant that this man had found

"No charge," he said, "for a woody plant gnarly and twisted"

"I will pay for my tree, it's great," I insisted

"Wait here," he exclaimed, "it's your day my son!"

He came rear legs near another, even uglier one.

Then we strapped them both to the top of my car,

We draped them in blankets, for the journey was inert far

And later to my home, wherever they stood sidelong by side

Decorated, and beautiful, and lit up with pride

I awoke Christmas morning next to the strong odour of pine

A gift from the trees, now companions of mine

In the illumination of the fireside, we cardinal reminisced

Of my childhood, of Christmas, and family we missed

How bullish I was beside my dry company

How joyful they were to have a family

We listened to carols, drank cocoa, and smiled

We gave thankfulness to the day, celebrating a child

The old yr was ending, a good one very well done

My companions, reminders, Christmas is for everyone

- Bill "Big Dog" Billups -
Friend, Mentor, VIP Sales Guru

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Words of Wisdom

"A biddable morality is a continual Christmas."
- Benjamin Franklin

"At Christmas tragedy and cause bang-up cheer, For Christmas comes but once a yr."
- Thomas Tusser

"At Christmas I no more feeling a rose
Than want a downfall in May's new-fangled mirth;
But same of all piece that in period of time grows."
- William Shakespeare

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