…MY ENTRIES as noble as possible, without following our president’s example. Therefore, Perhaps for awhile I’ll be downright silly. So you can ignore me, that’s okay. My political focus has already cost me readers in search of escape let’s pretend. (Alas, I ought not bad mouth any straggling readers! I continue self-quarantined.)

WRITE YOU a poem every day?

After the fat lady sings, I say,

And after the ice man cometh

Maybe that path I will runneth.

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I’d sing to my plants if I could,

But vocal chords no longer sound good.

On the other hand when I burp

The birds tend to answer my chirp.

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Perhaps my boundaries are loose–

I’m all over the place, forsooth

And Bob’s been reincarnated,

Already inebriated.

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FROM MY SNAIL MAIL:

Some states having lockdowns and not others is like selecting a spot for pissing in a swimming pool.