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(with apologies to Arlen and Harburg)
Just a year past we were shippin’; With strangers gaily trippin’; On the Bay we were afloat. Now we’re social isolatin’, And it’s really kinda gratin’ That we can’t be on a boat. We are all left high and dryus While hidin’ from the virus, Surrounded by a moat; And I think it rather tragic I can’t do that Old Spice magic And declaim “I’m on a boat!” |
Were I Only On a Boat
from Twenty Twenty : Poems from the Plague Years, 1st ed., Aug. 2026.
1st web edition posted 8/29/2026.
Published by Fleabonnet Press.
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2020-2026 by
Brian Kunde.