Happy last night
Plenty of popping,
all through the distance
but no real fireworks.
In substance, in sum,
that was the year
that was. Little glory,
and nothing hurts.
Good morning, now!
Whoever you are and
wherever you be, or
go, or may. Have
a happy new year,
and may nothing
blow up in your hand
today.
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