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Pure Frustration
It’s Christmas time again
Presents waiting to be wrapped
In all shapes and sizes
Supplies on the table
Bows in green, red, blue, and white
Sparkle in the light
Paper shines brightly
Decorated with patterns
Of Santa and snow
Reach for a package
Carefully estimate size
Cut big enough piece
Fumble for the tape
While holding the paper tight
Afraid to let go
Tape slips from your grasp
Paper crinkles with danger
Under the pull’s force
Without warning, rip
The paper gives way and tears
Goodbye perfection
Groan in frustration
Hole smugly stares back, taunting
Time for patch up job
Survey handy work
The sight of wrinkled paper
Unbearable mess
Wonder what to do
Shiny bow offers no help
Should you start over?
Sighing heavily,
Unwrapping with reluctance
Process starts again
It is hours later
Scraps of paper and ripped bows
Litter the floorboards
Clean up seems endless
Now know why people prefer
Those nice, pre-wrapped gifts
Wish you’d bought giftcards
Promise yourself that at least
Next time you’ll use bags