Twenty Seventeen Grew Small Poem by John Sensele

Twenty seventeen grew small, harassed in December
That for three weeks invited Christmas
A festive fiend that big spenders remember
In shopping malls where they shop en masse.

Twenty seventeen shrank, pushed aside by folks
Tired of events too repetitive and dimunitive
Too uninspiring to warrant space in talks
Folks hold as they grow restive.

Twenty seventeen wept, cast aside
Discarded after it longer served any purpose
In minds too preoccupied with a ride
Towards New Year, twenty eighteen for a dainty discourse.

Twenty seventeen tweeted, prompted by a desire to settle scores
With users, misusers and abusers
Whom twenty seventeen christened bores
Who exploited it. ‘Childish choosers'!