Poem -

Used and abused

No longer the family tree

Used and abused

Planted and reared 
Everything geared .
Just one brief window of time
Made up beautiful for an all too short prime .

The festive season ends
The revelries and celebrations fade .
The decorations are back in boxes .
The tree is ejected into cold winter days .

So many lie naked and forlorn
Some are even decapitated into smaller forms
Throw away society , no offence .

For another 11 months 
- The Christmas tree is now  past tense 
An unwieldy inconvenience .

-We just want rid off 

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