BY LIAM FLANAGAN
Get me off this planet!
Dammit
I’ve had enough
I must make friends with Elon Musk
He has the gear to get me out of here
I’ll take my chances on Mars
At least I’ll know there is no chance of contracting Sars
Cars
Are producing carbon emissions like there is no tomorrow
I keep seeing single magpies an indication of sorrow
So even if this virus goes away
We will still have to deal with the earth getting warmer every single day
Trying to carve out an opportunity to get out of this mess
Dreaming of a trip to Barbados to find some redress
Deborah Horton Writing 