Good riddance to you Kamala and Joe
You both caused chaos adding to our woe
Your years of utter nonsense
Left us all bereft and tense
Adios, I'm happy to see you go
Good riddance 2022!
I’m glad to see you go,
But maybe from your negatives
Some joy will start to flow.
A brand new year begins with hope;
The slate is fresh and clean,
So happiness may yet become
A part of our routine.
No illnesses, no canceled flights,
No hatred, anger, death –
Just sweetness and a sense of peace
Imbuing every breath.
Though optimism isn’t
Something natural for me,
Perhaps life will be much improved
In 2023.
Blasts of Dorcas for what she’d done
And for thinking that she had won:
For being the cause of what Ray did
And for treating him like a kid.
Off a scene, Magnus had thrice slid
To be of Dorcas’ presence rid
His flat rejection of her hid,
His firm plans now: to waste The Seed
And get lost like a child’s bead
The clumsiest of Quick Farewell bid
While leaving not halt at a mid
Magnus’ way he’d find without grid,
Happy to have dared this one deed
Purposing Dorcas good riddance
And keeping at a good distance.
Tired and weary
Cold and teary
Fed up with the War
I cannot take any more
I've lost my house
And my darling spouse
I am all alone
Left on my own
No friends left
I am bereft
I do not know
Where can I go
To rest my head
On a cosy bed
I feel smelly
Upset belly
Hunger pains
Pouring with rain
My clothes are dripping
My head is splitting
Woe is me
How can this be
There is no reason
For all this treason
Why can't we be
Happy
Fires are burning
People are yearning
For these wars to cease
And the return of peace
Bombs keep dropping
There's no stopping
Children crying
Their parents dying
Laying at their feet
In agony and defeat.
It's insanity
There is no profanity,
Because there is no word
That fits
This vile abuse
Has no excuse
How can we rid
Ourselves of it ???
Whatever the Devil has cooking
You know Donald Trump is "Just looking"
What ever it is
As long as its his
It will warrant Donald mistooking
One New Year’s Eve, a frigid night,
We visited a friend
For a festive celebration
We were happy to attend.
On leaving, though, we found our car,
Its windshield quite a mess.
An egg was smashed across the glass;
It froze, as you might guess.
It took us ages just to scrape
Enough away to drive,
Our freezing toes and fingers
Taking hours to revive.
Some other New Year’s eves evoke
Strong images, as well,
Of parties, dinners, shows and friends,
All safe where mem’ries dwell.
Alas, tonight, there won’t be much
To conjure up, I fear,
Except we bade good riddance
To a really awful year.
in hind sight
now when i sit down and
go over the
past in my mind
i have come to realize
that i never truly
loved you
i have also discovered
that i was never happy
with you ever because you
had this way of
making me fell bad about
myself from the very start
i am glad you decided to leave
good riddance to bad rubbish
My anger is so great for you,
Can you see it in my eyes
or hear it in my voice?
I can feel it crawling through my skin.
I will cut you down with my eyes, spear you with my words
And toss you into the pit of hell.
You will scream in intense pain and beg me for mercy.
You shake in fear as you should
Because my wrath has no limits.
Cry out for my mercy,
Beg me for forgiveness
And grovel at my feet so that I may
Look down upon your pitiful existence...
As I watch your soul slip away, I tell you Good Riddance.
So much talk of love is hocus-pocus,
mumbo jumbo gibberish with relish.
You miss it when love's lost,
but getting rid of it, when it goes off, is worse.
You can't take it out into the woods and run away.
You can't just switch it off without a raging fight or a good-bye shrug.
You have to go through all the tragic stuff played out drearily:
"I'm sorry to say I've had enough"
"I simply don't love you anymore, we've grown apart"
"I've met someone else, much better for me than you ever were"
"I'm tired and frankly sick of you"
Such stuff is far more than losing love, it is messy active rebellion and rejection.
Out of love is sad, when you were so much in love.
But you can find love again if you haven't already done so.
And you can be in love, more than once, at the same time,
so losing a love or two can be a good thing.
A love lost can be good riddance.
Good Riddance Makes Sense
Trump thinks it is an art getting rid of things;
Hurting people and their tears up he brings;
What yo give out will receive in return
When being sarcastic and also stern.
Every problem and difficulty Trump has
Ends up from all of his razz-a-ma-taz
Definitely is compulsive and obsessive
Out of control and manic depressive.
To the things he does we take offense
Mechanisms exist described as defense
To all of this exists a profound trick;
Which one of these will you pick?
Jim Horn
What good would it do to have everything
And you have nothing
You can never claim anything as your own
Because anything is owned by God
Your friends, your possessions, the people that you love
You don't have nothing
God determines it like that
When you don't have nothing
That is when you have everything
Am I talking in jumbles?
Why does God want it like that?
Why does He want you to jump a lot of hoops
Only to the end to leave everything
He is nuts!
That is all I can say
Kidding aside God
Forgive me but there is no logical reason
for what You say
for what You do
And I don't want to think of it
As You are going to do something else anyway
No one can figure it out, You out
And I gave up trying
I like things the way they are
You say - NOT
Okay I don't like the ways things are
You say.....what?
(My ears perked up listening to You)
He knows when I don't mean it
There is no way getting around You
I gave up
You got it God
Whatever You want
Whatever You say
I don't careeeeeeeeeeeeee
Lol
I do care
That is the problem! Lol
Good riddance 2013, you've been a really bad year.
You've brought me nothing but pain, misery and tears.
Because of you, my life has been destroyed.
You would've been a great year to avoid.
Mom died in March and Dad died in July.
You've been the worst year of my life, that's something I won't deny.
I have something to say that is certainly true.
2014 will surely be a better year than you.
I'm glad that you're about to become a thing of the past.
Goodbye and good riddance 2013, you can kiss my ass.
Nobody is going to shed any tears for you.
This has been the last time and we are through.
I have tolerated your egregiousness for too long.
It is easy to see all along, you were wrong.
It seems since you have decided to roam,
I can at last attain a peaceable home.
The walls show the marks of your irascibility.
Impetuous actions have damaged indelibly.
How could you attempt to keep me on a shelf,
when you could not even control yourself?
It seemed like your abuse was going to last.
Thank God all your actions are now in the past.
My attempts to conciliate were to no avail.
I do not care if you rot in hell, or in jail.
The most prolific animal in our Kingdom is the Red Herring.
You don't need to be a "Sherlock Holmes" to figure that out
A Red Herring is a deliberate attempt to divert attention..................."look over there"
Please help control the Red Herring population today.....You can do your part
by opening up your eyes, and exposing the lies.
"It is error only, and not truth, that shrinks from inquiry."
[Thomas Paine ]
Serenity appears for all to behold
mountainous lake unfelt by cold
your body sinks in waters deep
time and misery to now unfold
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