The holidays end but once a year
So sit back and enjoy the anti-cheer.
Bitchy aunt Edna is back to LA,
And creepy cousin Steve is out of the way.
The decorations are off the walls and back in the bin
So now, finally, the house looks normal again.
And now its over, thank heavens and earth.
Time to wonder which grew more: your debt or girth?
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