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Busch Sitting In the Desert
“There is a new Norm!”
A Queen proclaimed in the desert after the political storm
“What was that?” The peasants shouted back.
“We have a new Norm he filled out a form to be the new Norm.”
As the peasants looked at each other
“Oh brother,” they exclaimed about the Queen’s game
Threw out the village community where she knew everyone’s name
After the crowd dispersed
Putting in their mouth anti-social distancing mint Certs
They started grumbling that sounded like mumbling
Doing their stumbling
“Someone actually filled out the form and we have a new Norm,”
Was shouted six feet apart realizing the reality that the new Norm was ready to start
Being in the desert thinking they needed a shield
In case they encountered this new Norm deal
Since this new Norm was such the buzz
There was much chitter chatter wondering who he was
Finally they went to the local pub
Coming to the closure about the new Norm by saying,
“So what,”
There it happened
Amongst all the brewery tapping
Sitting there the new Norm was at the bar
Watching the tips go in the virtual jar
A mass congregation arrived to enjoy the friendly place
Comforting the peasants and putting a smile on their face
“I am the new Norm and I took a few minutes to fill out the form,” he said as they sat
Not acting like some power playing desert rat
“Are you great tasting or less filling?” A question was asked
Letting the new Norm to take off his mask
Lowering his guard at the bar he answered,
“I am neither great tasting nor less filling,
If you invest in me you will make a million,
Have some cheer enjoy the Corona beer and
Let’s plan next year.”
After blowing their foam from the King of Beers
That they bought on tap
A decision was made social distancing was a wrap
“Hail to the new Norm,” the peasants raised their glass
To the chosen one who had class,
“This is your toast and
Welcome as our village’s happy hour host.”
Copyright ©
Marc O'Brien
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