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For most of this year I dreamed of a picnic in the spring Maybe we’d get out of the car during our lunch break for a change It’s a shame all I can do now is practice making the food I’d bring It’s hopeless now but I hope you don’t find the idea too strange Maybe we’d get out of the car during our lunch break for a change We could have sat under a blooming cherry tree this week It’s hopeless now but I hope you don’t find the idea too strange It’s unfortunate how much our daily life has changed We could have sat under a blooming cherry tree this week That’s better than listening to the news go on about unemployment and ill fate It’s unfortunate how much our daily life has changed Now all people can do is wait in miles long food bank lines and hope they’re not too late For most of this year I dreamed of a picnic in the spring It’s a shame all I can do now is practice making the food I’d bring That’s better than listening to the news go one about unemployment and ill fate Now all people can do is wait in miles long food bank lines and hope they’re not too late
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May 5, 2020
May 5, 2020 at 10:56 PM UTC
How Unfortunate
For most of this year I dreamed of a picnic in the spring Maybe we’d get out of the car during our lunch break for a change It’s a shame all I can do now is practice making the food I’d bring It’s hopeless now but I hope you don’t find the idea too strange Maybe we’d get out of the car during our lunch break for a change We could have sat under a blooming cherry tree this week It’s hopeless now but I hope you don’t find the idea too strange It’s unfortunate how much our daily life has changed We could have sat under a blooming cherry tree this week That’s better than listening to the news go on about unemployment and ill fate It’s unfortunate how much our daily life has changed Now all people can do is wait in miles long food bank lines and hope they’re not too late For most of this year I dreamed of a picnic in the spring It’s a shame all I can do now is practice making the food I’d bring That’s better than listening to the news go one about unemployment and ill fate Now all people can do is wait in miles long food bank lines and hope they’re not too late
My mangled try at a pantoum
#coronavirus#nature#picnic
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TwinkFather
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May 5, 2020
May 5, 2020 at 10:56 PM UTC
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