I’m planning a party— no invitations, no need to RSVP. This party’s just for me. There won’t be a piñata… oh hell yes, there will. Why nota? It might be fun to give something a whack that can’t hit back. No helium balloons, no cake— on second thought, there will be cake. But store-bought. I don’t want to bake. “What’s the occasion?” you may ask. It’s just a pity party— simple as can be A party of one Just me
