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Outside Masks

Outside, many people’s masks Are draped below their chins Or wrapped around their upper arms Or stuck to clothes with pins. A special necklace keeps them Hanging down along the chest, While some are stuck in pockets Or in pocketbooks, at rest. For those whose masks are waiting ‘Til their owners go inside, The fact that they’re available Means savvy is implied. No matter where they’re carried When they aren’t on a face Beats the ones who will not wear them, Whose denial’s a disgrace.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021




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Date: 8/11/2021 10:26:00 AM
I love your prancy upbeat jazzy write. When I see the mask under the chin I roll my eyes
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Date: 8/10/2021 4:34:00 PM
Amen Ilene! Good one!
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