Warning: I wrote this for a writing club at my school after I had a nasty argument with two ex friends

Tis the season to end another year

To decide which friend to cut off or not

Tis the season to pass away all sneers

And this year we've been through a lot

You emerged like the Grinch, green and mean

Filled with pride, you screamed and yelled

The cloak of a friend unveiled a fein

full of fiery anger that cannot be quelled

Taking my dreams and wringing them dry

You softly killed the greatest part of me

Dissing my gifts, you just had to try

Stealing my presents, my hope, your worst decree

I was left alone, giftless and empty

A plain stocking abandoned by all

Worse to come was your greatest enmity

Tis the season of the tragic fall

In which you tore my heart in two

And now there's nothing left to do 

Here it comes again, the great fall

You Great Grinch have truly done it all