Oh year! Oh year! where did you go, Will the next be any better we would all like to know. I ask the new will you make us glad, That this time this coming year will not be as bad. It's no stopping the quickness,' as we have served ones like you before A different number a different date that we know are in store... So out with the old in with the new And thank God for the red white and blue.
yoursuperman Poetry (1)