In my head I’m writing a song with that title. I envision ukulele accompaniment. (I neither own nor play ukulele.) Here’s what I’ve got so far:
Merry Christmas, there’s a pandemic
Merry Christmas, there’s a pandemic
Merry Christmas, Happy Pandemic
My head hurts, is it ‘rona
Or just my allergy to pine
I’d like to vacay in Barcelona
But I’m not getting on an airline
Merry Christmas, there’s a pandemic
Merry Christmas, Happy Pandemic
Grab your mask and cover your nostrils
Chin strap wearers are just plain hostile
Merry Christmas, there’s a pandemic
Merry Christmas, Happy Pandemic
I’d rather listen nonstop to Billy Ray Cyrus
Than to have to fight the coronavirus
Merry Christmas, there’s a pandemic
Merry Christmas, Happy Pandemic
I think I’d rather fight a walrus
Than to have to fight the coronavirus
Merry Christmas, there’s a pandemic
Merry Christmas, Happy Pandemic
Can’t wait til whoever we want can sit beside us
Two thumbs down for coronavirus
(Zero stars, would not recommend)
Merry Christmas, there’s a pandemic
Merry Christmas, Happy Pandemic
I haven’t seen my friends in quite a while
But I hope this song goes super viral
Merry Christmas, there’s a pandemic
Merry Christmas, Happy Pandemic
Welcome to the inner workings of my brain.
Also welcome to I’m sure there’s an obvious way to group each verse/chorus/stanza thingy together, but I’m too fried and visually challenged (new contact lens prescription is not agreeing with my readers) to successfully accomplish that today.
And that’s okay.
Other than a quick break to write, I’m busy baking and cooking while it snows outside. The house smells amazing thanks to the pumpkin maple pecan granola I made this morning.
Merry Christmas to you and yours. Stay safe. Stay healthy. Keep your sense of humor and stay hopeful.
