And so it’s here, the night of nights,
Our friends are so festive and hope knows no heights.
But as the clock strikes twelve, tick tock is the tune,
After a long night of revelry you’ll probably sleep until noon.
But when you wake up and your head feels like lead,
Just give it a rest and go back to bed.
But sooner or later the day has to start,
The routine is clear, you know it by heart.
So what did you learn, with your head kind of hazy,
That drinking too much is just too damn crazy?
So the new year has started and you have much to resolve,
People to see and problems to solve.
So take the day slow you have a whole year ahead,
To shake off the cobwebs and get out of bed!
Happy new year
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To you as well!
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Cheers, happy new year!
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To you as well!!!
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Very nice! “Our friends are so festive and hope knows no heights.” Is that a play on words? The poem is lovely.
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Thank you!
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