Passed away,
gone to stay,
nothing more to say,
no more fun and play,
gone back to dirt and clay.
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A friend knocked,
I answered the door.
He asked how my new years was,
I told him fine.
I asked about his,
he said he stayed in and slept.
Then he told me his brother passed
the day after new years.
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While I'm still here,
I'll be celebrating new year.
Long as I can walk,
some fun I'll stalk.
Forget the rhyme,
New Years party time!
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some fun I'll stalk.
Me, too, my friend.
Love Tinka