Need a break? A drink? A nap?
It’s been a year, so let’s recap:
Despite twelve months of stress and fear
And craziness, we’re all still here.
The ups and downs of daily life,
The nearly constant D.C. strife,
Divisive voices near and far,
They did their worst, yet here we are!
A little rattled? Sure, that’s fair,
But it’s not awful everywhere
Or every second of the day.
Relax. It’s going to be okay.
I haven’t fed the fish in weeks
But they’re distracted by the leaks
With which their tank has been beset
So they’re not importuning yet
Except of course for agua (mas)
To compensate them for the loss
That daily keeps accumulating.
Lucky me, they’re good at waiting.
Excuse me whilst I fill my cup.
The fish? They’re fine. See? Bellies up!
I’m not pressing backspace
While writing this verse.
It could have been better
But should have been worse.
I’m not gonna play
Because you won’t let me play
So stop asking me!
My aspiration’s simple:
I would like someday to be
A person who could buy the things
They’re marketing to me,
Like his-and-hers Mercedeses
Or matching SUVses
Or premium prescription drugs
For optional diseases.
For now, however, I’m still me
With all that that entails,
So keep the giant satin bow.
Which way’s the used food sales?
Dubious but gratified
To note than no one else has died
On Naval Stations where the sun’s
More hazardous than sudden guns
(That is, at least until this week),
I’m touching wood, afraid to speak
And break the spell, but check the date
So later we’ll look back and– WAIT
La-la-la-la! I can’t hear you!
La-la-la-la! Look, it’s clear you
Have some awful news to share.
La-la-la-la! I don’t care!