It’s so easy to cry,
In such horrid times,
But to prolong such pain,
Can become a crime,
So, sit down, get comfy,
Get ready for some mirth,
No more tears today to make,
A lake upon this Earth,
Let’s have a joke, shall we,
So that we can break the ice,
To stir some joyous rumbling,
Turning unpleasantness in to nice:
Ahem! “What do you call a pavement/sidewalk, that is used by garishly confident women?” “Broadway!”
The obvious question to ask,
Is, “did that make you laugh?”
If it did not, I apologise,
And will do better in the re-draft,
But if it did, then good for us,
We need to smile in the dark,
To fuel our collective spirit,
In order to leave our mark,
A testament of our survival,
Through this pandemic malaise,
This darkness won’t last forever,
So, prepare for better days.