There Once Was a Limerick Quite Dreadful

    I have no great love for limericks. A lot of them are smutty. I have not heard any memorable enough to want to memorize, including these. And this from someone who has memorized, whether I meant to or not, the "Purple Cow" poem. However, limericks seemed like a harmless way to condense my thoughts about the current chaos in our country.

There once was a year, 2020,

that brought with it problems aplenty.

From Corona virus

to cities gone riotous

this year has become unlike any.

                                                            The claim cop abuse is systemic

                                                            gave excuse to anarchist polemic--

                                                            that they’ll earn more respect

                                                            through the lives that they've wrecked,

                                                            makes their call for justice, academic.

If the year 2020’s a test

of the principles I deem the best,

my response to what’s asked,

when my heart is unmasked,

reveal mine is as dark as the rest.

                                                Some proclaim wearing masks a life saver,

                                                others find it a sheepish behavior.

                                                But, if Christ's sheep pick fights

                                                standing up for our rights,

                                                how well will we stand for our Savior?