WOO-HOO, the New Year has finally arrived
This time of year, I feel so alive
Father Time is walking out the door
I wonder what the new year has in store.


At midnight we'll herald in the New Year
By blowing our horns and kissing those dear
We'll party until the wee morning hours
Drinks and food we will devour.


The next day we'll watch the football games
The Rose Ball Parade, with their claim to fame
We'll rest and relax, all day long
Today our resolutions, just don't belong.


© Chee Chee
2006