Though Trump and his VP have lied Any too many people have died Though we’re all stuck at home With our Zoom and our phone To COVID there is a bright side  I probably need to lose weight And sometimes I can’t concentrate Can’t drink at a bar But since I don’t drive my car I got a refund from Allstate  My reading’s all on an eBook So my Zoom background’s not the right look I’m really not lazy I’m going stir crazy But nobody cares how I look  I now drink wine by the carafe There’s little that can make me laugh For video guests I must look by best But only for my upper half  I know I should make sour dough Should work out to my gym’s HIIT show Should get in the groove I should work to improve But at least I don’t suffer FOMO  I read hate-filled Tweets every day Don’t know what day is today And my new best friend, Chuck Drives a UPS truck But I’ve now read all of Hemingway  And my hair just keeps growing and graying It really is oh so dismaying With masks that we don There’s no need to put on My makeup – now I’m just sayin’  I miss driving the interstate I don’t know how to meditate I’ve run out of thread The Paper I dread But I’m stuck inside with my soul mate  Each new day is a bad hair day Food shopping’s still not OK There’s no end in sight They cancelled my flight But this year I’ll skip my birthday  I do all my shopping by mail Can’t get a tan, so I’m pale I practice piano More than I did, so I’m better at playing my scales  It’s easy to lose track of time Get caught up in FB on line Some make me howl Some make me scowl I’m improving my prose and rhymes  It’s hard to be light and carefree We’re tired of this reality But I can be smart I can do my part Watch fireworks on my TV  My triceps are no longer firm I’m fearful of virus and germs But with each passing day more people say That Trump can’t have another term  Â
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