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.