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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

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!