Karl Cut Down A Tree In Central Park

The Weekly Bird

AN OFFICE CHRISTMAS STORY:

KARL CUT DOWN A TREE IN CENTRAL PARK

What a drag.

Twas the week before Christmas, Karl leaned back in his chair,

As he looked 'round the office a gloom hung in the air.

Karl knew what they needed and now he must flee

For saving this Christmas would require a tree!

I got an idea!

It was late in the evening, and the sky was dark.

Karl took his samurai sword to Central Park.

There he would find the most beautiful tree,

But soon he'd be running from the NYPD…

*twack* *twack*

It didn't take long for the sirens to sound,

And for the police to spot Karl with the tree he had downed.

Karl looked for a way to get the cops off his trail,

So quickly he shouted, "Look at that suspicious Italian male!"

Look at that suspicious Italian male!

But the diversion was fruitless, the end was now near.

The police had him surrounded, Karl cowered in fear.

Then, out of nowhere, something distracted the cops.

Some Rockettes were jogging without any tops!

Look at those gazungas!

Karl was lucky to have dodged the arrest,

And was happy he saw some high-quality breasts.

He went back to the office and set up his prize,

To the shock and awe of the rest of the guys.

Karl, but how?

With Christmas now saved, the office happy and merry,

Karl thought himself Santa and drank a gallon of dairy.

He drowsily mumbled his mouth covered in white,

"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night."

Insert White.

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