It won’t be long,

Till the special day’s here.

A day of eating,

Presents and cheer.

It’s only a month,

Till the crackers are burst,

The mince pies devoured,

The mess is the worst.

Only a few days

Till it’s over and done,

There’ll be plenty of waste,

But at least

There’ll be fun.

But just have a think,

Must we wrap every present?

Just to throw it away,

Pollution can be unpleasant.

How about giving

Gifts that live on?

Without layers of shiny paper

With unrecyclable bits on?

Spare a thought

For that wrapping,

As it lays on the tip

Eternally Napping….

What a sad waste.

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