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Generic germane groveling guy still wallows in Weltschmerz

Yours truly does readily confess the following poem crafted more or less approximately a year ago, when coronavirus (COVID-19) wrought havoc creating global mess when panic against collective temple did press a feeling of melancholy and world-weariness. Along luscious green acres banks steep grade (in close proximity to Petticoat Junction) naturemade Perkiomen Valley watershed, verdant landscape displayed yours truly, (a garden variety proto human) arrayed solely donning birthday suit, whose fifty plus shades hair gone grayed, i.e. one infinitesimal measly mortal whiles away hours, laid back days of his life as the world wide web turns comprising second decade of twenty first century civilization, where coronavirus veritably waylaid furlough afflicts populations feeling betrayed entire fabric *****sapiens staid threadbare existence now best describes chock full of endemic ennui proliferates, where vast majority of people afraid to leave their houses lest COVID-19 played greater havoc, whereby society already upended unemployment factor at record high since... Great depression witnessed courtesy somber parade, ninety years ago benchmarked from May 11, 2021, an invisible oppressed heaviness weighed down the madding crowds aghast how stock market trade hit rock bottom making paupers, ill fate clobbered breadwinners circumstance none could evade October 29, 1929 haint no charade, when Black Tuesday hit Wall Street bitta bing bitta bang bitta played bitty bitty chitty chitty bang bang linkedin with irrational exuberance portrayed American economy supine splayed versus March 11, 2020 characterized coronavirus outbreak as pandemic by the WHO subsequently signaling Trump cited "fake news" and not dismayed to expedite drastic measures none would impede golf nor Mar-a-Lago leisure him sipping lemonade acid test tee zing 'bout quaffing electric kool-aid without getting his doggy dimples in a bunch he grudgingly complied and obeyed purveyors (governors) and Anthony Fauci complete United States government shutdown approximately mid/late March 2020 which undertaking generated brisk business grim reaper experienced (still does) protracted heyday.

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