Getting printed and readied frantically
To be hung on drawing room walls,
Snatching my pride of place from me.
The whole world is in eager wait
To kick the old year to dustbin,
Getting ready to welcome the new
With cakes, candles and crackers.
That will be the moment of my demise
A tragic end to a year of glory,
I look at the new year with trepidation
It will take away my empire from me.