I Nearly Died

:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: At the end of last year I nearly died here There was hooting in my ear I was attacked with cheer And lips so dear Their statements unclear ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: The following morning was snowy My lungs were windy I was exceedingly Mindy Snowy day, windy lungs; not anymore Wendy My favorite for the New Year would be Cindy At getting her, I was handy ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: The New Year is an incubator Incubator of joy and laughter Tiz a predator of flatter Its preys are gloom and manslaughter I foresaw joy it would be later I nearly died of laughter