Brian's 2020 - Year's - End Poem: ....[ There Is Hope! ! ]

At this often festive time, near our New Year, I wish you ALL a comfortable BIT of cheer, but no more than a bit; cheer can be SO addictive, and the future may be even MORE restrictive. If it IS, you mustn't count on being cheery. You might best plan for a future more dreary. I, Bri, may turn to booze and smokes, to ‘survive'. (I'd chase women, BUT my "thing" is barely alive.) [ Ok, 'it' still gets USED, ‘bout five times per night, when I get up to pee, which does NOT seem right! ! I've ‘made' TWO bedside urinals; both are plastic. I could TRY just tying my thing off, with an ‘elastic'. ] But, WAIT!There's good news; there IS still HOPE ….that the future will be just FINE, with NO need to …..MOPE! (December …..18th …..2020) Brian aka "Bri Edwards", my penname on PoemHunter. :)