New poem I wrote cause I was in a lovey-dovey mood.

I think it turned out pretty good except one part that sounds awkward to me. Oh wells.

Me and father also put up the ol' Christmas tree. We have a fake one. We got a real one last year but the were lots of bugs. And towards the end all the leaves like fell off and the tree died. :( Oh wells. I like the fake one more. Although it smells like dust rather than pine or whatever. And its economically friendly!

Everyone use fake trees!