There it stands in regal glory, placed by store decree
in the middle of an aisle, a Chinese Christmas tree.
Lights from China, baubles too! Wise men from the East
pedal all our Christmas gifts, biggest to the least.
An AC hums inside the store, outside it's ninety-three.
Seems a little premature to see a Christmas tree!
Over in another aisle bargain goods are seen;
Left over from a week ago when it was Halloween.
Thanksgiving doesn't get much space, perhaps a shelf or two
with paper turkeys, orange leaves, a Pilgrim hat will do.
Giblet gravy? Mashed potatoes? Turkey smelling good?
Not any more!. We now can buy all that at some fast food!
So, there it stands in regal glory, placed by store decree
In the middle of the aisle, a Chinese Christmas tree.
I wonder if they've ever heard the songs we sang back then?
"Silent Night", "O Little Town", "peace, good will toward men."
