HAPPY

MOO YEAR

The new year begins, the old soon a memory.

We party'd to much, the tongue's feeling furry.

what exactly happened late last night,

Did we make a left instead of a right.

Was that real moonshine that burned my throat,

where's my hat..my gloves..my coat.

Who was that chick i saw you kissing,

You know the one with her front teeth missing.

Boy oh boy what a time we had,

how do we know,

cause we feel bad.

By.M.Campbell

jan.'07