Yet after that there's New Years and its hype
Of resolutions, dreamt-of one-night stands,
And meaningless parties of idiots ripe.
Though most of the time I do seem quite tame
Of patience, by now I've got not a shred
Should I face more fake cheer the guests I'd maim
So, fuck your party; I'll go straight to bed.
New Year's by Dario Beltrami is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.
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