Candelabra…
I do hate a black candelabra
It‘s miserable, spooky and gloomy
Does it really say Christmas? I don’t think it can
As the smoke makes your eyes red and rheumy
It reeks of old misery, sadness and gloom
Its no kind of light that I’d want in my room
I‘d much prefer merrier, happier sights
So I’ll stick to gold candles and bright fairy lights…
I do hate a black candelabra
It‘s miserable, spooky and gloomy
Does it really say Christmas? I don’t think it can
As the smoke makes your eyes red and rheumy
It reeks of old misery, sadness and gloom
Its no kind of light that I’d want in my room
I‘d much prefer merrier, happier sights
So I’ll stick to gold candles and bright fairy lights…
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