Shall I put the Xmas tree up?
Think I’ll wait another week
Looking at it for a month
Might make my Xmas spirit sink
All those golden balls and tinsel
Will soon lackluster become
Ho ho hoing way too early
Makes me weary and then some
Xmas songs I’ll want to hear them
On the eve of Xmas day
Lest the notes get very dreary
And so merrily I’ll wish them
Get ye hence and get ye gone