2016, you are…
The box of raisins at Halloween
A dead fly floating in the soup tureen
A bad haircut that made me cry
Waking up to the sting of pink eye
A big zit on my throbbing chin
Every lineup I was ever in
Rancid milk poured into my tea
A monthly transit pass, lost on day three
Cat barf on my freshly changed bed
A snowball strike in the back of the head
A skirt tucked into the back of tights
A string of useless Christmas lights
It’s time for you now to pack up and go
No nightcap or party, by now you know
This year was a debacle and I can’t wait
To say so long to 12 months of complaint