O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree

Are you getting sick of standing there looking pretty? Do you want to hide away in your box until December comes around? I want you gone too. Quit staring at me. It's not like I broke your favorite ornament. Why can't you pack yourself up?

B: You really need to take down the Christmas tree.

J: I don't want to take down the Christmas tree.

B: I don't want to take it down either.

J: I put it up, you take it down.

B: I don't want to take it down.

J: You're off all day Saturday.

B: You're off all day today.

J: Maybe we don't have to take it down. It's not bothering me.

B: It is pretty.

J: Maybe it will fit in the closet like that...

B: Maybe.

Sorry little fella. Looks like you're going to stand still and look pretty for an undetermined amount of time. Maybe we'll change your ornaments and call you a Valentine's Day tree. Eh, doubtful. We'll probably leave the same ornaments on and call you a Valentine's Day tree. Yeah, that's more realistic.