Someone’s Stolen Me Baubles

I was recently chatting to a local cafe proprietor who told me that they had had a lot of Christmas tree decorations stolen. I hope you enjoy my light hearted poem about said subject.

Someone’s Stolen Me Baubles

Someone’s stolen me baubles,
they’ve nicked them off me tree.
A blatant act of pilfering,
such a flagrant filching spree.

I had a pair of Santa’s
so glorious in red.
Now I’m down to one lone soul
and an empty branch instead.

The pretty dangling bells of gold
have disappeared as well.
I reckoned there were seventeen
now it’s just one bell.

Even the fairy from the top
has lost her magic wand.
It begs belief I must confess,
for that to now abscond.

I thought about a camera
to film this reprobate.
I’ve even tried to set a trap
by using balls as bait.

This kleptomaniac is too cute
and seems to slip my net.
A blighter that’s a slippery one,
no clues to who as yet.

(I bet Miss Marple would concur.)

Now I’m using super glue
to keep my tree bedecked.
Perhaps I’ll find the culprit now
and wring their bleep bleep neck!!!!!

© Teresa Harrison-Best