Every Day when I Exercise,
my whole life flashes before my eyes.
I’m always careful, but I worry still:
If the Virus doesn’t get me, the Boulevard will!
Every Day when I Exercise,
my whole life flashes before my eyes.
I’m always careful, but I worry still:
If the Virus doesn’t get me, the Boulevard will!
My Corona Virus Compost Pile is a source of interest to me.
It must be doing something. What that is, I just don’t see.
I suppose that every compost pile is really a lot like mine.
It’s actually doing something, and what that is—is Fine!
I’ve finished up my morning walk.
The air is crisp and clear.
The smoke that settled on the Bay
hasn’t reached me over here.
I live in a house with three old cats.
I bought me a brand new chair.
I’m still in the house with three old cats.
My chair’s clawed beyond repair.
I’ve got a lot of Sweet Pea Seed.
I can grow more Sweet Peas than I need.
I have enuf Sweet Pea seed to share…
to make Sweet Pea gardens everywhere.
So, if I have a Friend in Need,
I’ll send a packet of Sweet Pea seed.
I’m studying the Globe. It’s a Wonder to Me.
So many new and different countries I see.
They once were This. Now they’re That.
No wonder I can’t tell Just Where They’re At!
So many countries have changed their name….
The Geography I learned is Not the Same.
The Everett sky is filled with smoke.
It smells. It’s not enuf to choke.
I woke in the night: is the house on fire?
Across the mountains, it must be dire.
I’m really feeling quite Perverse.
My brain has gone from Bad to Worse.
The diagnosis is short and terse:
My brain has Corona Virus Curse.
I have an unfeigned appetite.
Somehow it does not feel quite right.
I’d like an appetite restrained,
one genteel and quite contained.
Instead, in this time of the Dreaded Virus,
I’ve contracted COVID Eating-Itis.
This Eating-Itis, pound for pound,
is a Very Bad Thing that’s going around.
I was pushing my cart through QFC—
Yes, Grumpy-Grocery Shopping Me—
when I espied on a very top shelf –
a delight! I couldn’t believe myself!—
a treat I search for near and far –
a Whidbey Island Ice Cream Bar!
And here’s the PS to my tale:
My Ice Cream Bar was also on sale!