Masked Mummies


                      

                      patients, waiting room
                      masked by Fauci, do not speak
                      only mice may squeak


                                   9/29/2022

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Baker Avatar
September 29, 2022 at 4:17 PM
So true, a fun senryu as long as it's not me in the waiting room. Bill
Romios Avatar
September 29, 2022 at 4:34 PM
Hey there, Bill! I love my MD, because he listens to me, and knows better than to dare offer ANY vaccine or bone billing nonsense to me. He loves my poetry and we are on the same page politically, which is awesome. The mask rule is because he’s associated with a hospital demanding this of him. Bummer_ I haven’t seen his smile since the era of Fauci! Lunch after was 44 bucks for two? Headed for the polls in November. ENOUGH! Thank you, Pangie xx
Roper Avatar
September 29, 2022 at 3:53 PM
hahaha... I can just see the mice scurrying around the waiting room. Hope you are doing well. Many blessings
Romios Avatar
September 29, 2022 at 4:19 PM
Well, dear Eve, they can, scorry, boogaloo…ans squeak to one another. Wish I were a mousette! Yes, am doing well, now using hearing aids. Gee, how on earth do we get old so fast? Seems I was just sixteen and flirting with boys…lol…as if…God .bless you and your family. I think of you everyday, though I may not be on site! Thank you, Pangie.
Wolf Avatar
September 29, 2022 at 3:35 PM
You mean that Fauci hasn't gagged the mice yet?! That doctor is backsliding, I'd say. ~ Mickey and Minnie, and Mighty - unmasked
Romios Avatar
September 29, 2022 at 3:55 PM
Oh, my, Gershon~ you have a charming way with words! Surprised dogs, cats, caterpillars and ants even don’t have to wear them. But…on the positive side….they are a boon to the criminal element who knows they can wear them and steal sores blind. And sadly, beat or kill people. God help us. Thank you. Pangie
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