I’m feeling kind of giddy now that it’s December first,
This year’s been kind of shiddy,
Many might call it the worst,
I don’t have to rhyme the reasons,
Cuz you know them well enough,
Suffice to say that there’s been way,
Way way way too much stuff,
So one more month to get through,
Then it’s twenty-twenty-one,
And this annus horribilis,
Is officially done,
Now don’t get me wrong,
Chances are strong,
We’re not out of the woods,
It’s still not clear whether the new year,
Will deliver the goods,
Let me just say this,
Full of vinegar and piss,
I’m feeling kind of feisty,
How this year goes,
Nobody knows,
We’ll wait and we just might see,
But I shout it now,
From the highest bough,
And I don’t mean to be crass,
If twenty-twenty-one,
Is a twenty-twenty rerun,
I’m prepared to kick its ass!
–Ken Donner