2020, it’s time for you to go.
Hip, hip and tally ho!
You were a very bad year
Bringing only dread and fear.
As we heard the virus’ facts,
Reluctantly we wore our masks.
We all send a cheer and a shout:
2020, it’s time to bow out.
Alone, we longed for persons missed,
For warm hugs and to be kissed.
Now, we eagerly wait for 2021
Hoping for a little fun.
For happy visits to many places
Filled to the brim with smiling faces.
We all gather for the old “heave-ho”–
2020, it’s time for you to go.
We’ll try to forget, but never will.
Thoughts of you will always chill.
As we chant tonight, “10-9-8-”
At the opened gate,
2020, don’t you be late.
We’re here to say, “Good-bye, old mate.”
It’s past time for you to go.
As you do, we’ll send a cheer:
Hip, hip, and tally-ho!
And bid welcome to a brand new year.
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