But Don’t Let The Door Hit You In The Ass

2014

Scene after scene

Finds me much as last year

And one thing is clear

 

Here on the acres

There are no breakers

Things will keep breaking

My bones will keep aching

 

Problems will come and problems will go

Old ones, stale ones, those I’ve yet to know

Mostly my good times balance the bad

And my days of happiness outweigh my sad

 

As another year sets in quiet repose

I’ll call up the good times, think only of those

Clean out my closets and start the New Year

Overflowing with happiness, love and good cheer

 

As it happens, I manage, although sometimes it’s tough

I suppose that I’m lucky, just lucky enough

The house is half clean, the toilet still leaks

But my friends won’t care, I hang out with freaks

 

So 2015,

Wipe our slates clean

And no more stray cats

I can drink to that.

 

Wishing everyone a safe and happy New Year!

 

The Management, Broke Ass Acres