Although I hate this newest wasted year, I vow
To make my enemies much prouder this time 'round
(My friends' equations lacking therefore sense and sound
I send THEM off into the void with beers and bound)
Into the stratospheric atmospheric bond
Of that lamented Slough of uncontent Despond
And though I'm much content with Charon, Ferryman
I must confess I'm rooting for the Everyman