A new dawn will soon appear
With pop, confetti and teddy bear
Celebrations, revelry and cheer
All friends, family, near and dear
To the excitement, lend your ear
Fun, frolic, no ‘night curfew’ fear
Let’s get into Auld Lang Syne gear
Fireworks is all I can hear
Smiles, laughter, nothing else to idear
Joking around, what’s there to jeer?
All caps, woolies and knitwear
One feels like Queen and King Lear
Next year arrives in seconds mere
Heartbeats increase as 2400 is near
Songs of Feliz Ano Nuevo we overhear
Boys and girls dance among peer
No one minds noisemakers queer
Marching bands go forward from rear
Delights and wishes – sheer and sincere
For the year gone by – a single tear
Toasts and parties, nothing unclear
To let it in, all hurry to volunteer
Ring in the new, the old outwear
Cool and calm, no pressure to exert
I wish you all a Happy New Year
All friends from Antarctica to Zaire
Politics is ever afloatSymbol will be bomb or boatFinally they are a turn coatThis species we cannot doteLike an actor they emoteParty in a jiffy they floatThey milk people like goatThey lie, make false hoteFake friends to known and ignotePrior elections, will eat jocoteTheir speeches will be keynoteIn rallies, they stand as a loteOpposition they tear to moteThey want power, pelf and noteThey only eat honey and oatVested interests, they promoteLike devil, scriptures they quoteThey control all by remoteBefore elections, they are soteAfter elections, they slit throatThey will quote and unquoteAt any cost, they want VOTEFair weather friends, they wroteThey only take, never exogenoteIn their talk, they try to yoteThey are truly a zopilote
I wanted to be a crabTask didn't seem so drabVictims I will just grabAnd go on sting and stabI wanted to be an eagleBe friends with a beagleIt seems so much legalFlying free in air is regalI wanted to be an octopusBut nearly missed the busMade a lot of useless fussWas a minus, not a plusI wanted to be a scorpionEverything would be donePoisoning others lotta funI will be inferior to noneI wanted to be a sharkMy bite worse than barkWill gobble just for a larkLeave a permanent markI wanted to be a vultureTearing humans, my cultureI am a deadly mixtureI will be a lasting fixtureBut my dream remains a dreamSome day a reality it may seem
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Both McCain and Palin were akinThey together ended in a binTo American voters’ chagrinThey created a false din She was acting as an enkephalinSwimming against the tide sans finSporting an artificial grinWas she the Pied Piper of Hamlin? She soon was out if she was earlier “in”This is politics and no sports of javelinThis combo pack was kidding us all – kith and kinPea brain and glamour puss tasted bitter like luputin McPalin Siamese twins came across as a maudlinA controversial babe equalling nafcillinNo patch on Hillary, acted as an oxyntomodulinShe was the one and only – Sarah Pa(l)in Vogue or vague, no camaraderie, she was a quinBeast or best, she was a live example of ratlinAfter elections, she got on her shinAn empty vessel made sounds of tin This loose cannon ended up as an urobilinA bitter voice was sounding like violinInexperienced cuss could never winTwo seconds of fame, soon she was exitin(g) With skeletons in her cupboard, she was mainly a yinPost November, from Alaska she will for good go to Zlin
From Alberta to Alabama From British Columbia to Bergama His life presented in cyclorama Hillary and McCain provided the drama He charms all – from nuns to elishama He sits at popularity peak on fujiyama He is a hot pick from Gavin to Gautama He is discussed in Havana and Hama He eats all – from apples to ilama He also nibbles at sweet root jicama He rides all – from tigers to kaama He prefers all – from camels to llama He is a darling boy of his mama His new vision of America, a neorama He is for change, he is dear OBAMA He looks good in suit or even pajama For his opponents, he is qayamat He is famous among plants, even retama His popularity soars among birds, even a shama He is a celebrity, known even to a trama Praised by all – from a vicar to ulama He is known to all – from Vivian to Valderrama People are curious even in Wakayama He has succeeded in all political exam(a) Natives laud him – from Choctaw to Yakama He is the President-elect, he has won the Zama
CONGRATS ON A HISTORIC WIN
