Those 70ish Girls

They’re sick, sick, sick and we’re going to have to operate

We must remove the ugliness or hate will seal our fate

It’s all far too confusing. What’s the new law of the land?

We all wear a mask and stick our heads into the sand

When terrible things happen, someone else is always faulted

The truth sinks to the bottom and the lies are catapulted

The smallest irritation turns into massive fuming

We communicate by tweeting and/or endless zooming

We have to stay six feet apart or end up six feet under

Politicians and scientists really make us wonder.

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The politicians in DC have had too many birthdays

The ever maddening scientists are in a COVID daze

We might all topple over like Christopher Columbus

Is it possible to find common sense among us?

If you believe the media, someone should slap you silly

Instead of sticking to the facts, they give us willy nilly

I don’t think any one of us expects to see perfection

We just get tired of hearing…wait till after the election

Let’s find a doctor who can make a big incision

And remove all the vitriol with much needed precision

If the politicians and scientists can not be saved soon

We’ll have to save ourselves and send them all to the moon