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New Year, Cold Beer

New year, cold beer Cold beer, Bronx cheer Bronx cheer, high gear High gear, all clear All clear, frontier Frontier, sharp spear Sharp spear, blood smear Blood smear, kill deer Kill deer, pure fear Pure fear ~ Get outta here

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Kim Rodrigues

Date: 1/2/2024 8:27:00 AM

Love this chant! Wow!

Bill Baker

Date: 1/1/2024 5:50:00 PM

WOW! Nice flow for someone on the go, you finished it off, no where else to go. Happy New Year! Bill

Gershon Wolf
Date: 1/1/2024 7:23:00 PM

Actually I get near beer. (Think about that for a moment...)

Hilda Greenhough

Date: 1/1/2024 9:33:00 AM

Good poem in a slightly weird way. But weird worked for Poe and it works well here. I enjoyed reading it with the surprise ending.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 1/1/2024 7:25:00 PM

I felt this poem was a bit weird too, Hilda. Glad you confirmed it. Either we're both geniuses, or ---- no there is only one side of this story. ~ The Two Steins: Ein Stein un Ein Stein iz Tvei Stein

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 1/1/2024 5:18:00 AM

I see you have your cleverness in high gear this year...no need to get outta here. Enjoy your day, Sara

Jerry Brotherton

Date: 1/1/2024 4:52:00 AM

Loved it, my friend. You'll get no Bronx cheer for this one.

Shirley Hawkins

Date: 1/1/2024 4:08:00 AM

Clever man Had a plan To paint a can The colour brown He drove to town With half a crown His car broke down Which caused the man to frown And can the plan To colour the can, brown

Gershon Wolf
Date: 1/1/2024 7:27:00 PM

I think I'm gonna drown. ~ Zounds!