It’s My Least Favorite Time of the Year
(to the tune of “It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year”)
It’s my least favorite time of the year.
in the month of November put a dent in my cheer.
It’s my least favorite time of the year.
It’s those dark, time-changey days of the fall
When my sleep is disrupted,
Politicians corrupted can make my skin crawl.
It’s my least favorite time of them all.
People’s moods will be changing
There’s the stress of arranging
Parties that need lots of work.
There’ll be cooking and baking
And the need to be faking
A smile when encountering a jerk.
It’s my least favorite time of the year.
I know I’ll get through it
I’ve been able to do it without drinking beer,
Through my least favorite time of the year.
© Ann Koplow, 2019
Thanks to all who help me go new places with hope every day I’m given, including YOU!
