I found a genie in a bottle.
I named that genie Aristotle.
“Aristotle”, I said, “I’d like to see
a lot of change in the world round me.
I’d like more happy and
I’d like more health.
I’d like more comfort
and I’d like more wealth.
Let’s bring the world
some glad surprise and
put more beauty
into every one’s eyes.”
So now it’s up to
Aristotle.
I’ve put a lot of faith
in that genie in a bottle.
We’ll run around and count the bodies.
We’ll bury those who’re dead.
“It’s our Noble Right to kill ourselves,”
the NRA spokesman said.
Lib’rals run around and spout:
“We can’t have any more deaths.”
They might as well sit quiet.
They might as well save their breaths.
We leave our homes each morning –
head to work, or school, or fun ==
And somewhere in America,
another shooter loads his gun.
There’s a sea in the city…
its surface like glass…
its waters unmarked
by the boats as they pass….
My Kitties like their breakfast and
they like it right on time.
If its late, they show displeasure
with their little kitty whine.
Bless the day that waits before us.
Bless the hours as they pass.
Bless the face I see before me,
smiling, in my looking-glass.
Cargo ships are moving
on the Suez Canal.
But, things are getting testy, and
I’m telling you, Pal,
that Someone made a Boo Boo,
and Someone has to Pay.
The Port Authority is clear:
That “Someone” isn’t They.
They’re sending bills …
Yikes! Yowie!! Yes, Sirree…
it cost almost a billion bucks
to set that big ship free.
Nine hundred million dollars to
correct that big mistake…
If I had to pay it,
it would make my stomach ache.
So the story isn’t over, and
I’m telling you, Pal,
it costs a lot of money
for the Suez Canal.
Today’s a Day of Promise.
Today’s a Day to Sing.
Today’s a Day of Laughter.
Today it Feels like Spring!
I’m wallowing in a Sea of Confusion.
I don’t know what to think.
I don’t know whether to wring my hands
or to feel plain Tickled Pink.
I don’t know whether the Virus Curse
is going from Bad to Even Worse
or if it’s doing as vaccines should
and changing its course from Bad to Good.
No matter what graphs or charts I see
some expert’s been ahead of me.
And the only constant that I see
is that the experts don’t agree.
You can hug your kids.
You can leave the house.
You can pet the cat.
You can kiss your spouse.
But Don’t Do This and Don’t Do That
And Never Let Down your Guard.
Who knew that living with COVID
would turn out to be so hard.
Angels’ wings and butterflies.
Rainbows coloring your skies.
Dancing hearts, and laughter, too.
These are what I wish for you.
The COVID death rate’s slipping down.
It’s a trend in the right direction.
A third of the nation has one vaccine….
It’s slowing the rate of infection.
Living the Aging Life 