New year bore
The numb itch isn´t it last nights excess?
Down the hatch with that waiting topshelf batch
Tis new year head space the new blessed chest?
Crack the idea but just enough to hatch.
Do Thousands glue their expectations?
Like posters across their new thought pattern
Wearing last years hairy combination
Hear the horoscopes of marvel saturn.
Will there be a chance for unhurried dreams?
Tradition is your master as you howl.
Are we animals of technology?
Hair of the sly dog feather of the owl.
Convention is so predictable
Outright and downright sure dispicable.
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