Christmas Poem

Christmas tree, Christmas tree
You think you're so great
I love to decorate you with my Christmas hate.
Snowflakes, snowflakes
You're falling is so annoying
And Christmas music
Is so very boring!
Mistletoe, mistletoe
You just fell in my eye
It's starting to infect me
Now I have a sty.
A Christmas present?
Never anything I desire
And I always burn my nuts
When roasting them on the fire...

This poem is supposed to be funny (I don't really hate Christmas! It's my favorite holiday!)