You could go as Doctor Who
Or our swarthy mate ol' Cap'n Blue.
Arrive in style in a time machine
Or swagger in; on your rum barrel lean.
Crank up the barbie and sling on the steak
You've worked hard all year ;(right?); you deserve a break.
As for the snow upon your shoes
I think you be dreaming and loosened some screws.
Ah, it's a hard life; no one said it was easy;
Let your hair down for New Year and hope that morning's not queasy.
The clover will be in your springtime lawn
More use to the bumblees; than the imagination you spawn.
Eat, drink, be merry; there goes the diet
More fun with your mates than going posh at the Hyatt.
When midnight arrives will you sing Auld Lang Syne
And wonder if the ability to walk will decline?
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