There was a time, New Years Eve,
was important, to have some place,
to go. You didn't want to be left out
of the festivities, or have your date,
be, a no show! This was a big event,
as you counted the days, for it to
appear, as you wanted to be, with your
best beau, as they rang in, the New
Year! At that time, house parties, were
the big thing, going out, to fancy places,
was not! Just being together, with good
friends and people you know, really
thickened the plot! Everyone, always
had a wonderful time. There were no
crowds, or bumping into each other, on
the floor. There was only a specific
amount of people invited, so there was
plenty of space, galore! When you were
hungry, there was a lot of food, spread
out on a big table. You were at liberty,
to take whatever you desired and as
much, as you, were able! It really is my
kind of evening, without all the hullabaloo!
The kind of party, minus the fan fare, the
best, you'd want, to go to!
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