The
year now ebbs; the clock goes tick
And I’m at home and feeling sick
So even though it’s New Year’s Eve,
There is no party up my sleeve.
And I’m at home and feeling sick
So even though it’s New Year’s Eve,
There is no party up my sleeve.
We
were invited to a bash
But sometimes, quicker than a flash,
Your plans go poof! and you are stuck
Out of the loop and out of luck.
But sometimes, quicker than a flash,
Your plans go poof! and you are stuck
Out of the loop and out of luck.
I’m
sure the party will be fun
And I’ll miss seeing everyone
Though I’ll veg out on “Twilight Zone”
And thankfully, won’t be alone.
And I’ll miss seeing everyone
Though I’ll veg out on “Twilight Zone”
And thankfully, won’t be alone.
For
as these final hours do creep,
My hub and I will fall asleep
And maybe wake up when we hear
The countdown to the brand-new year.
My hub and I will fall asleep
And maybe wake up when we hear
The countdown to the brand-new year.
Yet
even if we miss the toast,
We’ll have what really matters most –
Each other and our friends and kin
To welcome 20-18 in!
We’ll have what really matters most –
Each other and our friends and kin
To welcome 20-18 in!
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