
twas the meep before christmas
and all through new york
not a creature was stirring,
not even with a spork.

the exam grades were hung
on the office doors (with names?!)
meep didn't give a shit
and she hopes you feel the same.

and now she is thinking
of going back to her bed
with dixie and daisy
dancing on her head.

wrapped up in her scarf
and her old trusty hat
she decided this was enough   
of this kind of crap.   

so guys, i am tired   
i am done with this place
for the year, its all over
ive finished the race.


from 1996 in December sometime
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