the fat sun's slowly setting
yeah and they all talk of merry
was i always like this?
and god...new year eve's coming
the happy replaces the merry
what's next? the hearts...o yes the love
will it ever end? it never does...
it just repeats...it comes and goes...
it amazes me to see how excited they can be
about things that happen yearly
isn't it a drag...
If we celebrate these once only
one christmas in a lifetime
one new year's eve
one valentine's day
one birthday
don't you think it's more exciting that way?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem