The night is warm and her flowers in bloom
A chance to dispatch our covid'd gloom;
Old friends together, our drinks too well known
A chance to catch up instead of alone.
Each chair is placed at the distance proscribed
And each wears a mask as our hostess advised,
Surely, covid here has no chance to spread,
Though no one can hear a word that is said.
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An insightful piece of poetry nicely embellished with poetic rhyme and rhythm.