Hobbling About
Hobbling about the house
Rather shiftless
Thinking about whom
To put on my shit list
Someone to blame
My condition so lame
Upon
What inklings to tame
Got no virus or runs
Quite free of bad health
But away goes the wealth
Of a land ignorant
Of that stealth
The Almighty can bring
To those who sing
Of another than Him
25 March, 2020 at 1030 (still in the wake of the virus judgment)
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