It’s cold outside
And I’m chilled to the bone
Christmas is a-coming
Oh, how this year has flown
But 2016
You’ve been something of a bitch
Taking all the good ones
It’s been something of a blitz
Then we had Brexit
Followed by Trump
You couldn’t make it up
Perhaps we all should jump
Well, it can’t get any worse
There’s only a month of you left
And I’m going to make it count
And do my level best
To end you on a high
And send you off in style
Although you don’t deserve it
Cause, frankly, you were vile
But I’ll celebrate anyway
For nothing lasts forever
Even the bad times end
And if we’re wise, they’ll bring us together.