People cannot go out,
Except for strictly survival reasons,
Or church for the devout,
Spots in the world are outdoing others,
The sun is shining bright,
While I'm sitting here sad, in my bed,
Wondering if the corona will bight,
Nobody can know the devastation,
That is inflicting me,
Sometimes it's hard to make a hardy meal,
From the shelves of my fully stocked pantry,
But that's not all,
My internet's a gong show,
I've called Rogers so much i've given up,
When I'll drop a zoom call, I just don't know!
No comments:
Post a Comment