Save the Date for the Apocalypse!

After the pumpkin's been carved, 

After the turkey's been cooked, 

There's another event,

That's about to be booked. 

It's an annual tradition. 

It's about that time. 

Another silly chance, 

For me to break out a rhyme. 

I'm requesting your presence. 

You won't want to wait. 

All that I'm asking, 

Is that you save this special date.

*I was going for a Santa-and-His-Reindeer-meets-The-Four-Horsemen-of-the-Apocalypse theme for my annual holiday cocktail party. That said, let's hope the Mayans were misinformed. My grandmother's 91st birthday is on December 21, and that would suck if the earth exploded before she got to blow out her candles.

@TheFirstEcho