The Cold Draft

Suddenly there was a cold draft 
It was chilly reminiscent of a wintry shower bath 
Making the body freeze 
With a tundra tease 

It came from up there 
Screaming icy air 
Was it a duct? 
Where the warmth got stuck? 

Like a refrigerator open door 
Luring a bear into making an easy score 
Dressed in the appropriate hibernation muffle 
Before escaping doing a planned shuffle 

Closing the door 
Than crossing the frigid floor 
The draft did stop 
And soon it got very hot 

Suddenly there was a cold draft 
Apparently one or two countries had a wrath 
Notice came in the mail 
Failure to respond meant going to jail 

Reporting to camp 
With a form signed by a rubber stamp
Boots on the ground  
Glory and honor it did sound 

As copter blades twirled 
And butch haircuts curled 
Things went down 
Hopefully the bodies would be found 

Closing the casket 
Family wearing black veils to mask it 
The draft did stop 
And bonding financial transactions started to get hot 

Suddenly there was a cold draft 
Foaming an artistic craft 
Not a bad deal for a first round that was picked 
A social prop soothing the issue that made them ticked 

Corona was its name 
Perfect for the conversation game
Debating with a laugh 
Communicating about the calculating national debt math 

Not using any sharp words as spears 
Just a nice talk over a few beers 
Going down like a saintly breeze 
Unlike a French wine next to cheese 

Closing the tab 
Before calling a cab 
The draft did stop 
Making the bar flies bug out  cheerful not angry and hot
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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