Christmas Un-decoration

Twas three days till Christmas,
And all round the tree,
Something was lurking.
That something was me.

The presents were shredded,
Torn up with great care.
The stockings were torn,
And covered with hair.

Ornaments were shattered,
Shards on the floor,
The star at the top,
Will twinkle no more.

The light thingies were pretty,
Until they were snagged.
And then down the hallway,
They were tastefully dragged.

The angel stood gracefully.
Appearing to sing,
Until Ivan smacked her,
And tore off a wing.

Then to the Wisemen,
Standing next to the manger,
The camels and sheep,
Were subject to danger.

The mini Santa and presents.
Lay ruined in heaps,
Then we munched Rudolph,
And a few of his "peeps".

Now is the time,
To await with great glee,
The two legger's reaction,
To the demise of their tree.