Post coitus smoke 

So that was Christmas, And what have we learned? You play with the matches, You’re gonna get burned.

A weary messy Christmas! With heads filled with lead, Your stuck in the toilet Just waiting for bed!
And then there was new year, The weather was fine, The alcohol flowing J.D and red wine!
And so to the future We look at with fear Let’s try to be upbeat And see out the year! 
But think of the children Who’s parents just met At New Years eves parties Or just for a bet
Now into September The problems will spill As women all over Should have taken the pill
But when the years ending They’re at it once more The near and the dear ones  Al looking to score
If this sounds a bit dark With tones of regret Don’t think I’m a downer There’s more to go yet
The holidays over It’s soon back to school With all of my classes Not playing the fool
I’ll have to do learning And pass every test But that’s just a given If I want to be best!
This poem is ending I’ve ran out of time Let’s learn some brand new words, and make them all rhyme