Wednesday, January 1, 2025

New Year comic poem 495 by Angela Lansbury



On New Year's Eve, guess what I saw

Fireworks, Happy New Year, my dear

Last year we saw a dreadful war

I'm glad we're both alive, still here


Everyone wishes you good health

Success, peace, and presperity

Sort out my mess, bring me wealth

Silver, gold, shares and property.


I'll drink Prosecco, not Champagne

Be a good friend, and don't complain

Please send me your good wishes

And help me dry the dishes


Make your new year resolutions

On the first of January

Following good Pope Gregory

You can start a new diary


What did you do last year, my dear?

List achievements, list every one

Learn from the bad, remember the good

And vow that each day you'll have fun


Store journals in a big shoe box

Or, if uncensored, a box which locks

Then you can settle arguments

Recall dates of prizes and knocks.


January's arbitrary

For most schools start in September

But if January's a fresh start

You can pack up the past in December.

-ends-

 

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