Happy new year to everyone dear
whose names belong to your alphabet song:
To A and H, J and K, B and C, D and E,G,P, T and V.
F and L, M and N, S, and X and Z, W,Q,and U, R,I,Y and O.
Play them on your own pirate station radio.
Start the next 365 days with good intentions
and peace pixel resolutions:
No more missiles. No more missing files.
No more money mad Machiavellians.
No more limp lessons to learn lessons.
Now, come on, holy brand names
and vote can-stuffing X canvassing psychos,
behave and put a lid on it.
Let’s listen to our pirate radios and sing together a bit.
Happy new year me hearties!
A new year sets sail round a flat world.
Maybe this one will end in treaties
lasting forever with hand grenades left rusting unhurled.
Poem written on 1st January 2024
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Author: aprettykettleofpoetry