Whose Dropping the Ball a Poem Written On Dead Lines

2020 and everything is getting clearer With the New Year getting nearer There is a news show named 2020 It is journalism done for the money The hosts enjoy reading page six of the New York Post But as for worthy information This is a question that should be a raisin With journalism students you know I am say in It is a new decade And it must be stated There are many franchise’s needs That could breed a thought of American greed There is a chick filet here there is a chick filet there But why does Chick Filet seem so scared They said it was a football game with the peach name But what it’s in the bowl really looks all the same Now that it is over does that mean we all went under Putting all these chicks as filets in the desert city was a blunder? As for star bucks it must be said Things could of went straight to their head With all the types ready for brew You would think they knew what was going on too There is something really hot inside their locations which is a lot It is a caffeinated high and a place for a girl to meet a nice guy Throughout the next 365 days many the journalist who do their work for large pay will say Politicians will flock to every community block Looking for votes to win power positions that are not a joke Take in stride this 2020 ride as not only a show but a reason to glow You see the roar in twenties have returned And we know this to be firm Since success is the term That everyone should learn Make 2020 the best ever When pulling life’s lever It does not matter which party you are at Just be honest with yourself knowing that Bring on the new year and with out any fear With one big cheer and maybe a tear.