Dear readers, we've come to the end of a year.
It's time for my poem, delivered with cheer.
I write it with gusto and plot it out happily.
I swing for the bleachers, like Papi and Napoli.
By bringing you joy, I couldn't be happier
If I had the treasures of treasurer Nappier.
So let's have the Ryans bid 'bye to 13.
That's Hanrahan, Bingham, Boatright and McKeen.
With my brother Rennie, let's ring in 14.
Meet Archbishop Lennie and gunslinger Dean.
It's Christmas or Kwanzaa, whatever your preferences.
I hope you can keep up with all of my references.
Some I'll throw in will be mucho obscuro
Others are simple, like Joseph Maturo,
The East Haven mayor who went home for a taco.
But are you acquainted with Robert Diaco?
The brand new successor to Paul Pasqualoni,
And the guy right before him, who was kind of a phony.
We bought us an Edsel; we needed a Caddy.
A car with a chassis like Sonia Baghdady.