Twas the night before New Year
And all through the house
Bottle caps had been flying
To the carpet and couch.

They were sprawled on the sofa,
Or there on the floor,
Getting anxious and horny,
That was for sure.

The ball was coming down then,
From New York's Times Square,
Many watch on their TVs,
But wish they were there.

But the fun always starts,
When the celebration winds down,
And the couple cuddles together,
And he peels off her gown.

But just as their actions,
Makes them swivel and sway,
He flicks off the light switch,
So the view fades away.

But, lest we're discouraged,
There's always next year,
When Times Square again
Shouts Happy New Year!

HAPPY NEW YEAR, PIXIES

Happy New Year!!

Happy New Year!

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Eudaimonia