The tree is down, the star is stored,
the groaning at the groaning board
is over: no more rancid nog
or smoky, still-green Yule log.
Out, false cheer and de trop expense!
It’s time we showed some New Year’s sense.
Last year’s booty’s shook its shake,
so sniff the air, take a break—
at least until the bills arrive.
Ring in bright Two O One Five!
And as its twin fades, blow a kiss
to a few folks we won’t miss:
Hamid Karzai, take a bow.
We’re so glad you’re history now.
Go, Morsi, Modi, and Assad,
with Netanyahu, what a cad!
and Recep Tayyip Erdoan,
our favorite Democratic Man!
I must tell you I’ve been rootin’
to put away Volodya Putin,
first for Sochi, then Ukraine.
Man! Politics is…
