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Posted by MFish

When I was young, back in the day,
we lived in Seattle, out Riverton Heights way.
My Dad owned a business, after the war,
that was WW II, if you remember that far.
During the Spring, it was more merry;
I followed the creek to the Golden Arrow Dairy,
fishing the creek, which turned into a ditch,
provided great fun and relieved that youthful itch
of fishing and catching, with nary a mentor,
on this piece of land, now called South Center.

The good old days are now gone.
The lives lost in this virus run,
Be they daughter, husband, wife or son.
A much too early return to work
Or the open a business, to crowds,
Was poor judgement, if it was used.
It now appears the citizens were confused,
As our leader, said it will be gone
In mid April, when it is warm.
Wrong again, with your guessing game,
As you violate any sense of reason.
Not wearing a mask. It is your claim
The petulant child you; are to blame.
May Karma grab you by your shirt
And plant your face into the dirt.

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