The year very much obsessed with misery,
A set of new woes spread far and wide,
Recession,depression,fraud and bankruptcy,
Became unsurmountable new tide.
Inflation,job losses and stimulus package,
All new names for financial meltdown,
A new kind of nuclear arsenal in this age,
Even global streets were going down.
No joy of spring,ruled sorrow of winter,
After turn of autumn,we hoped for bloom,
Old homes gone,no new homes to enter,
So sad a year with full of biting gloom.
Oh! "The Year Two Thousand Nine" go away,
Do not come again on any other day.
Yesupatham Savarimuyhu
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