An acrostic poem in which the first letter of each line spells out the words, Happy New Year
Hi, mother dear. Yes, Uni’s great, no news –
Apart from…well, I’d better hold my tongue.
Perhaps I’ll get parole. I’m only young.
Please mother, don’t postpone your winter cruise,
You need a break. You’ve long been over-strung.
No, Nigel, rest assured! I won’t postpone.
Expect a card! I’m sure you’ll cope alone.
Whatever’s troubling you, please son, don’t phone!
You needn’t fear, they’ve seized my phone. No frets.
Enjoy yourself! Dad’s gone. Feel fancy-free
And, mother, happy may your New Year be.
Relax! I’ll do my time – and pay my debts.
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