New Year's Eve 2016
New Year's Eve. The year is turning.
Meeting up. The six old friends.
In Coventry we all will gather.
Who knows what the night portends?
At six o'clock the champagne bubbles,
Toasts and smiles and hugs and cheer.
Looking at our ageing faces.
Made it through another year.
Steaks are on the evening menu,
Quickly cooked on scorching oil.
Tony doesn't fry them slowly.
No smart tricks or kitchen foil.
We eat, we drink, we laugh together,
Caring not about our weight.
The cheese is eaten and the puddin.'
Now let's play' Articulate'.
Steve is muddled - quite befuddled
He's not played the game before
'Er - it huge. It quite enormous.'
On my team. We'll lose for sure.
'A mountain? Church? A spinning planet?'
'No,' came his obtuse reply.
'It's a mammoth.' Save me Lord
I think that I am going to cry.
We laugh until the tears are flowing.
Then we see the New Year in.
A kiss, a hug and Hootenanny.
Lots of selfies. Silly grin.
'Thence to bed.' as Pepys would put it.
Tired and drained but feeling good.
Hit the pillow - out in seconds
Full of booze and cheese and pud.
When we wake up in the morning
Tony's head is very sore.
There's been a flood. The joint beneath
The sink had parted. What a bore.
Two hours it took him to repair it.
Focusing caused him distress.
The booze had frazzled all his senses.
Gunge and gloop. It was a mess.
Eventually he'd made the bedroom.
Ev was sleeping like a log.
But Tony couldn't get his tie off
When he came stumbling from the bog.
So he awoke the sleeping princess.
She wasn't really that amused.
Tony cursing, moaning, groaning.
Poor old sod - he was confused.
But he has a sense of humour
And could see the funny side.
Laughed about the gushing u-bend
Told us how he'd stemmed the tide.
What a New Year to remember
Six old cronies full of cheer.
Let's hope we will all be back
To celebrate another year
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