Since this is National Poetry Month and some of you are still in quarantine, I thought I would share again a little verse. This piece originally appeared last year on SERENDIPITY.
A Viral Verse, by Rich Paschall
It’s time to hunker in your Bunker.
But don’t sequester next to Lester.
He might have the virus.
He’s been sitting close to Iris.
And stay away from Bill,
He thinks he’s got a chill.
And you will have a pain
If you’re listening to Jane.
Jim has not been cool,
Had a party at his school.
And just to add a bonus,
He invited his friend Jonas.
They had a lot of folks,
Telling many dirty jokes.
He picked up a quick a kiss
From his handsome buddy Chris.
Some have not been seen,
Must be in the quarantine.
We will say it quick,
We hope they are not sick.
Others are at the store,
And invited several more.
They didn’t hear or care,
They shouldn’t be out there.
May we just repeat,
To keep at least six feet.
Still, there’s some resistance,
About keeping a good distance.
Heed the advice of your physician,
Not some wealthy politician.
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