These will be known as the days when
swine flew,
when we became our own
masked avengers,
trying to thwart a sneaky pandemic
by refusing to go to soccer games.
These will be remembered as the days
when WHO knew,
and tried to ward off panic
with all the words panic is made of.
These will be remembered as the days
when we spewed doom poetry,
wrote hastily conceived wills,
and cowered from imaginary images of
pandemonium and rampant reapers.
These will be the days when swine flew,
when WHO knew,
and we tried to ward off panic
with a little laugh or two.
These days will be remembered......
Mike O'Connell
4/27/09
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