*Jan Van Meyen* c. 1530
Party Blues
Woe
Is
Me,
I groan,
Sipping
My
Tea.
Sad
To
Say,
Yesterday
I had
Too
Much
To
Eat
Of
Assorted
Thanksgiving
Treats.
All
That
Chardonnay
That
Floated
Me
Away
Rose
In
My
Head
When
I got
Out
Of
Bed.
Today,
I fear
I must
Remain
Austere.
To
Say
The
Least,
I’m
Helpless
When
Confronted
With
A
Feast,
And
Wouldn’t
Have
Such
A
Tummy
Ache
If
I’d
Resisted
That
Extra
Cupcake.
Jolly
Holiday
Goes
The
Rhyme,
But
I’m
Pushing
My
Plate
Away
Next
Time.
Woe
Is
Me,
I groan,
Sipping
My
Tea.
Sad
To
Say,
Yesterday
I had
Too
Much
To
Eat
Of
Assorted
Thanksgiving
Treats.
All
That
Chardonnay
That
Floated
Me
Away
Rose
In
My
Head
When
I got
Out
Of
Bed.
Today,
I fear
I must
Remain
Austere.
To
Say
The
Least,
I’m
Helpless
When
Confronted
With
A
Feast,
And
Wouldn’t
Have
Such
A
Tummy
Ache
If
I’d
Resisted
That
Extra
Cupcake.
Jolly
Holiday
Goes
The
Rhyme,
But
I’m
Pushing
My
Plate
Away
Next
Time.
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