Tomorrow is December.

I’ll let that sink in for a minute.

Some of you might be dreading the arrival of the final month in our calendar year, but I’m so darn relieved. Sure, I have tons to do before the holidays–presents to buy, assignments to mark, books to write–but it will get done. I just want this year to be over. In fact, I’ve written a poem about it. Ready? Here goes!

Dear twenty-sixteen,

You are mean.

You act like a queen and I want to kick you in the spleen.

I’d rather deal with a whiny-ass tween.

Charlie Sheen, caffeine, Lean Cuisine.

I suck at poems.

The End.

You like? πŸ˜€ All I can say is, 2017 owes us BIGLY! I’m gonna do everything I can to make next year AWESOME for me and for you! One more month, my friends! We can do this!!!




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