On a cold New Year's Eve
My friends and I
Were in need of reprieve
We scuttled to town
To the Redbox we dashed
In gloves and in hoodies
We were back in a flash
We popped in the film
And were greeted with noise
The horrible music
Brought such New Years joy
We started the film
And did nothing but laugh
For this was a movie
Made of nothing but gaffs
Loaded up on caffeine
We all took a swig
And spat it all out
When we saw the great wig
The antagonist's hairpiece
Looked like it once lived
And died on his noggin
After it had been shived
The rest of the movie
Was funny and cheap
And the night the dead mattered
Was my best night of sleep
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