So long 2010.
Well, in about a week.
It’s been good to know ya.
You were better than 2009.
More interesting, to say the least.
Like most good-enough years, you deserve a song.
And you’re going to get one.
Well, the lyrics anyway.
It’s up to you to put the lyrics to the tune on “My Favorite Things.”
Have at it:
“Obama rebounds after Dems take a “shellacking.”
We’re still at war but no one’s attacking.
Bed bugs, vuvuzellas and “The Jersey Shore.”
In Twenty-Ten, NBC showed Conan the door.
“The creepy WikiLeaks guy and “The Hurt Locker.”
BP Gulf oil spill came as quite the shocker.
The Chilean miners were heroes worldwide.
In Twenty-Ten, the Saints finally got off the schnide.
“Lady Gaga’s meat dress,
Earthquake in Haiti,
King James to the Miami Heat.
We say hasta la bye-bye to Twenty-Ten
And ‘refudiate’ every Palin Tweet.
“Christine O’Donnell said “I’m not a witch.”
GOP’s only priority: Tax cuts for the rich.
Pelosi is out and John Boehner is in.
In Twenty-Ten, we traded Botox for orange skin.
“Both tweens and cougars caught Bieber fever.
We said goodbye to Leslie Nielsen and June Cleaver.
We told TSA agents don’t touch our junk.
In Twenty-Ten, buy a Toyota and get punk’d.
“Health care reform passes,
No more “don’t ask, don’t tell.”
We say sayanora to Twenty-Ten
and send illegal immigrants straight to hell.”