The Curmudgeon

YOU'LL COME FOR THE CURSES. YOU'LL STAY FOR THE MUDGEONRY.

Friday, January 01, 2016

Happy New Year

A frumpy ball of yellow gas
In shabby suburb found;
Blue ball of mud, revolving as
It made the hapless round.

And as the miserable muck
Along its way did scrape,
Emerged by rather rotten luck
A noisy mutant ape.

The globule, on its route, would come,
According to the law,
To points at which it had been some
Few billion times before.

At one such point along the route,
There squeaked a monkey-cheer:
"Another happy, resolute
And prosperous New Year!"

Samuel Grimsnipe

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