Oh Sad Wreath

Oh sad wreath I am sorry this day

So many hopes and dreams all gone away

Wendsth thou from the Christmas tree I picked

Your branches and sprigs to shape and to flip

I tied, I twisted, I turned, and I shaped

But nothing could change the thing I did make

For not enough branches I had to create

All I could do was accept my mistake

Then I thought oh what a great plan!

For I could embellish and make you look grand

With berries and leaves and red ribbon too

Still no hope I could make good for you

Oh sad wreath you hang in the hall

Although mis-shapen and not right at all

I tried oh I tried to make you look nice

A mistake I hope I will never make twice