Niagara Gazette — Dear Mainland Prognosticators,
Did you think we’d wait ‘til later?
Just four days left in Two-13,
Did year leave us glad or hurting?
Terror struck at Marathon
Boston bravely still moved on
Puff of smoke, then Pope Francis,
Giving Catholics new answers
Signs and voters called for retract
Of what state defined as SAFE Act
Roadwork disrupted subway train
As car traffic returned to Main
Millions squandered in this manner,
Can we go back and fine the planner?
Bridgework put a crimp in summer,
Right into fall, what a bummer!
But engineers from way afar
Picked span for their calendar
Chamber’s Yule parade was bolder;
Glad, though, that it wasn’t colder.
Voting quiet, nearly stupor;
Hottest race, for highway super.
Last-moment block sealed grid team’s fate;
Victors then went to Final, State.
Girls’ basketball also reckoned
With defeat in final second.
UB grid team, it did great work,
Too bad its jerseys said “New York.”
Bills, we’d rather not remember;
Never play beyond December.
Ice team adds no joy to our life,
The Sabres cut like butter knife.
“Fiddler” hit roof at St. Stephen;
Comm Chorus saw none were leavin’
So many passed along in year:
Miss Funicello, Mouseketeer;
Nel Mandela, fought for freedom;
Tom Clancy, so many’d read ‘im;
Roger Ebert did movies rate;
Jean Stapleton, ‘twas “Archie’s” mate;
Jack Klugman was “Odd’s Couple’s” slob;
James Gandolfini, whacked for mob.
Miss the laughs of Jonny Winters,
Esther Williams, queen of swimmers.
Louis Turco, Ted Liaros:
Hot dog kings of untold hours.
And then off rode one Pete O’Toole;
His “Lawrence” was an acting school.
Isle mourned loss of Billie Harper;
School aide made lives much sharper.
Gone too soon was Kevin Doring,
And Joan Droit, students adoring.
And now year flips to two-14,