Holly and Jolly, this is it, not.

Invite all your friends, and you will be distraught.

They won’t come.

They won’t think.

They won’t even call.

To tell you you mean to them nothing at all.

So bust your kind ass, and put on your grin.

And make sure that you don’t let them know of their sin.

To make you seek Gin.


So would he say.

Just put on your show and go,

And don’t stay,

And don’t say.

That there may

Come a day

That you’re sorry.

You missed it.





Still nothing.



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