We know as a doc he’s no slouch. He
Must deal with that boss—what a grouch, he!
Please don’t give up, Doc
The election day clock
Is ticking for you, Dr. Fauci!
Winter is coming right up
Our summertime patterns must stop
Please write me and tell
How you’re planning a swell
New season—as all our temps drop!
Have you noticed we don’t use some words now?
Here’s research for all of you nerds now!
Maybe Google has listed
What we’ve stopped and desisted
From using: what’s just "for the birds" now?
Hint: When was the last time you heard anyone say "swell" (except in a limerick I just added here!)
Send me some other words you don’t hear anymore!
ONLINE WORD GAMES
How many of you know of Lexulous?
An online word game that makes wrecks of us
I think that like Scrabble
It’s word technobabble
And keeps upping just what it expects of us.
I started with it like a virgin
At a friend’s not-so-urgently urgin’
She kept winning until
I just learned from her skill
And our scores have begun to start mergin’...
Well, that’s how I’m keeping my brain
Pretty sharp, though it’s starting to strain
Some words that will work
Can just drive you berserk—
“Oche” “gon” “qin” and “vum”—-see? Insane!
There is “art”—
And of course there is ART!
Earth Day gives us a great place to start
I can’t draw worth a damn
It’s a poet I am
But I write these with all of my heart!
So here’s to the earth—and to us!
It’s not time to get back on the bus—
But we’re hangin’ in there
Til the earth’s back to where
We can share and nobody will fuss!
God willing, we’ll soon vaccinate or
Be doomed to insidious wait. Or
Be able to praise
The role Fauci plays
As doctor and chief innovator.
HOW IT ALL STARTED….
There once was a germ from Wuhan
Who hatched him a helluva plan—-
Upset that the women
Got all the good gym in
He thought “Now see here, I’m a man
And men are supposed to be tough!
These women get more than enough
They’re not just aerobic
They’re all germaphobic!
So we germs gotta really play rough!
I’ll morph from a germ to a virus—
(The procedure predates the papyrus!)
Till they yell bloody murder
And beg ‘Go no furder!”
And are properly, humbly desirous.”
Well, we ain’t gonna wimp—we will fight!
Yes, it may take us many a night—
And a day, yessiree
But soon enough now, you’ll see
Mr. Covid l9 taking flight!
(and he can’t go too soon to suit me!)
It’s only the second damn day
And I’m lonely and just want to say—
(Or maybe just scream):
This is all a bad dream!!!
Please somebody, make it go ‘way!!!
I moved here to be with a crowd
Now we’re none of us even allowed
To mingle or mix
And wow, I’m in a fix!
It’s like living beneath a black cloud!
But this of course also will pass
So let’s raise a (spotless!) wine glass—
And toast to wellbeing
And all of us seeing
Each other— together en masse!
CHRISTMAS 2020 AT THE SALVATION ARMY
It’s over for this year, that’s true
But I didn’t know this—did you?
It seems that bell ringers
Were replaced by cell fingers—-
You donated through A POSTER or two!
I wasn’t outside much, pre- Yule
But even today downtown,
you’ll Be likely to see
A poster—like me—
With a bar code that acts as a tool !
And begs you to give just that way!
No risk to their take, I would say
But how ‘bout that gold
That each year, we are told,
Gets dropped in the kettle one day?
The lovely femme ringer’s beguiling
(Do you give more to a blonde who is smiling?)
And I can tell you
And you know that it’s true
Some clever ad person was styling!