Now at long last
The year has past
Another now begins
Yet here I am still counting
All the 2016 sins
Let's start with Donald Trump
And this historical election
Another Great Leap Forward
Just back in the wrong direction
Truth itself was scandalous
And lies are still the norm
The media remembered Caitlyn
Then forgot the storm
While we just ate a Twitter feed
Like Russia they were hacking
Uploading Zika viruses
That sent refugees packing
To the blood-addicted streets
From Syria to our front steps
While we kept droppin' photobombs
And hashtag #noregrets
The pigs in blue, the black sheep herd
Still fighting all our battles
Since pale horses still possess
Each head of branded cattle
In this pea-brained agri-culture
Old McDonald take the hint
They're poisoning the wishing well
Just take a sip of Flint
Then dry your lips like Cali'
Where only Prince is sadder
To Wells Fargo draining pockets
None of your lives matter
Colin couldn't stand it
And even Britain's bailin'
As 20,000 people wrote
Harambe on their mail-in
Yet still we had some winners
Like Lebron, Leo and Sioux
But victories for Mother Earth
Are still too small and few
And now we stand
Throughout the land
Divided for the fall
All I can say is how the ****
Do we still drop the ball?
Jan 1, 2017
Jan 1, 2017 at 4:04 AM UTC
Now at long last
The year has past
Another now begins
Yet here I am still counting
All the 2016 sins
Let's start with Donald Trump
And this historical election
Another Great Leap Forward
Just back in the wrong direction
Truth itself was scandalous
And lies are still the norm
The media remembered Caitlyn
Then forgot the storm
While we just ate a Twitter feed
Like Russia they were hacking
Uploading Zika viruses
That sent refugees packing
To the blood-addicted streets
From Syria to our front steps
While we kept droppin' photobombs
And hashtag #noregrets
The pigs in blue, the black sheep herd
Still fighting all our battles
Since pale horses still possess
Each head of branded cattle
In this pea-brained agri-culture
Old McDonald take the hint
They're poisoning the wishing well
Just take a sip of Flint
Then dry your lips like Cali'
Where only Prince is sadder
To Wells Fargo draining pockets
None of your lives matter
Colin couldn't stand it
And even Britain's bailin'
As 20,000 people wrote
Harambe on their mail-in
Yet still we had some winners
Like Lebron, Leo and Sioux
But victories for Mother Earth
Are still too small and few
And now we stand
Throughout the land
Divided for the fall
All I can say is how the ****
Do we still drop the ball?
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