The year ended, few died, and few survived. We still crowded stores to buy the calendars.
Calendars, of Gods and goddesses. Calendars of busty actresses.

Few overweight worried what not to eat; few starved worried what to eat last year,
But we partied hard and continued gym subscription; to drink more, eat more.

Few struggled to find resolutions; few struggled to get rid of few.
We knew only fools resolute; we made a point to live life with no restrictions.

Few had to wish few; few had none to wish on new year eve,
We forgot to wish the ones we have. But we will make that in the next call.

Few had only new year eve to celebrate, few could not celebrate that.
Our whole year was new year eve with continued celebrations.

Few were only intelligent nerds; few were just emotional fools,
We were emotionally intelligent to manage the zing throughout.

We thought no one understood life better than us; did we manipulate the humanity in our favor?
Nah, this is how it should be, life, a continuous celebration, throughout!

But let bygones be bygones!
May this one be to give, may this one be to live!
Let this year be the chance to do it right and add few in our celebrations throughout!

Lets us celebrate hard this year, with more good deserving humans near!