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This is the last day of one of the most miserable years that we have had to endure since the 1940's   It is time to put it to rest and celebrate its passing. Cheers

Cheers

Day-201 “Cheers”

I’m wearing black today
There is a funeral I must attend
It’s for my friend 
“Good old 2020”

I’m wearing black today
Am wearing it with pride
For there is “Joy” inside
Good old 2020 has passed away

Never more shall I mourn
For Good old 2020
Was more than I could stand

So I wear black today
For the “Joy” it brings
And the smile that grows
Upon my face

Come 11:59 I’ll tear it from my back
Raise my glass and grasp 
My rusty spade and 
Bury Good old 2020 six feet down. 

“Cheers” 
						Lon 12/31/2020 #308
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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