Here I sit on new years day But suddenly have nothing to say I was just talking quite a lot While annoying my daughter who's photos I got Now as I rock in my easy chair The day flows by without a care Save that poem that's in my head But I won't say out loud, I'd rather be dead I'll just pretend to be asleep And won't utter a single peep I'll just think contently of myself. . .I'm never wrong No matter what, no matter what, no matter what I'm never wrong