I pray for you a sharp, quick mind
with mental acuity,
for rapid understanding,
and an excellent memory.
I pray for you a sharp, quick mind
with mental acuity,
for rapid understanding,
and an excellent memory.
Two vaccines bring a glimmer of hope,
yet thousands are still to die.
The specter of death hovers over the earth.
Families are left to cry.
We’re just about to the shortest day,
with drear, dark, rainy skies of gray.
Soon our days will be minutes longer.
The thought of it makes my mind grow stronger.
Every night about half past five,
I serve my kitties their supper.
Every night about half past eight,
they Meow! for a picker-upper!
Santa Claus doesn’t need a shot.
From the Virus, he’s immune.
So, you better get ready– Like it or Not!—
Santa will be here soon.
2800 new deaths occurred.
All these lives were lost.
COVID exacts a terrible price.
Its toll is a wrenching cost.
The fleas:
they are ubiquitous.
For cats:
they are iniquitous.
The forecast is for showers today.
They’ll be followed by rain.
Then we’ll have some broken clouds.
Then we’ll have more rain.
The Mukilteo Ferry will be
moving on down the block.
It’s packing up bag and baggage and
it’ll sail from another dock.
The Virus is an endless curse.
The path it charts gets ever worse.
Its course is marked with grief and woe.
Yet, still—mankind has far to go.