The millennium after.

We had to get the
Carpet up with a
Wallpaper scraper,
And any number of hours,
Because of the millennium.

Everyone was tidal swept
In alcohol and
Paper cups,
And cigarettes lost
Long before a light arrived.

But the guests agreed
That the evening was
Greeted well and heartily,
Though once it flared after midnight
They left rather sharply,

Leaving us alone with
Differently coloured eyes,
And hoping the new century
Would bring more money flowing
Than the previous night’s showboating had sunk.