In our modern society, so far removed from nature (for most people, not us Vancouverites), people often make mistakes that would have been unthinkable a few centuries ago – like confusing holly and mistletoe. Both are plants, both bear tiny inedible berries, and both are used as decoration around December. Those are the only things they have in common. Somehow, people get them mixed up, usually hanging holly as mistletoe (oops), and attempting (improperly!) to kiss beneath it.
NOW PAY ATTENTION!
Berries of white, kissing’s alright.
Okay, I’ve got rhyme, now to work on meter… maybe if I mix it up with a limerick….
There once was a garland of red,
I think we’re onto something, here.
Traditional antidote for poison
Big showstopping number!
The holly looked up t’ward the tree,
The mistletoe softly replied,
“Though I wear white like a bride,
Okay, that’s about as good as it’s going to get, here. I hope we’ve all got it straight, now: