This is a poem my friend Keshava and I wrote. Hope you guys like it.

Mistletoe poem

For at least 3000 years

Mistletoe have been met by cheer

Now little boys look up to the mistletoe and shiver with fear.

There once was an oak tree in the backwoods

Mistletoe is more common than caned goods

Down came the good fairy and she said:

If you don’t cut the mistletoe, it will become widespread.

So we come and cut the mistletoe down

Or it will turn a sickly brown

Down came the good fairy and she exclaimed:

If you don’t cover the mistletoe with plastic it will become inflamed

We all climb the oak tree again

And put all the plastic on all that remain

Down came the good fairy and she said to them:

Thanks for cutting the mistletoe, and now I will give you a gem.

The pine looked over to the oak and saw the mistletoe, and said

“ Yo, bro you got quite the fro!”

The human climb the tree, he climbed it with great glee

But he had a job to do, and to the mistletoe he said “adieu”.