sedens (sedens) wrote,

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A carol for the new year

Let the sky rain potatoes; let it thunder to the tune of Greensleeves!

The old year now away is fled,
The new year it is entered,
Then let us now our sins downtread,
And joyfully all appear.
Let's merry be this day,
And let us now both sport and play;
Hang grief, cast care away!
God send you a happy New Year!

The other verses are a bit too fixated on repentance and other grim Lenten thoughts. One has to wonder whether the 17th-century author of the lyrics was nursing a New Year's hangover.
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