I'm not saying we can celebrate just yet, or that there won't continue to be unintended consequences of this quarantine. But it is imperative that we look for the silver linings.
In light of the recent pandemic, I think it would be remiss of me to not write a poem about the coronavirus. Or in this case, a parody of the Kinks', "My Sharona" (which, apparently, "was going too far" for Weird Al, according to the New York Post. However, many others have taken up the… Continue reading “Why, Corona?” A parody