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Alas, the sleazebags of tomorrow

Are our icons of today,

And every year brings forth more sorrow

With promises of better days.



Enough of Bushes and Obama,

Enough of change, enough of wars,

Enough of Clinton blowjob dramas,

Enough of Cheney, Biden, Gore.



I bid farewell to Michael Jackson,

There'll never be the King of Pop--

Half saint, half a child molester,

Who'd make us boogie till we drop.



And, Tiger Woods, your sordid story

Of secret sexual vagaries,

Has somehow dimmed the shining glory

Of all your golfing victories.



Good bye, old year, for I feel tired

Of all the bullshit that went on,

You were extinguished like the fire

That kept the faithful hanging on.



Good bye, old year, of overblown

And hollow words of yesterday,

I greet new year with eyes aglow--

May it bring bright and lively days.



December 31, 2009