Holidays in Time of COVID19

This year holiday shopping is mostly virtual.  Stores and malls are closed or limit hours or numbers of shoppers.  No big gatherings of friends or family - just a very different holiday season.

Here's my take on a favorite holiday tune!

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Joan Reconsiders the Most Wonderful Time of the Year

It’s the most wonderful time of the year, 

But there’s no jingle-belling, 

And who can be telling us words of good cheer,

As in past wonderful times of the year!

It’s the most worrisome time of the year!

Can we be celebrating,

if we’re also hating and living in fear?

At this most feverish time of the year!

It’s the most pitiful time of the year.

When we all should be shopping,

Until we are dropping, at malls far and near.  

It’s the most frustrating season, that’s clear! 

It’s the most blunderful time of the year.

Our leaders have failed us, 

A dire ill ails us, and leaves us in fear!

At this most dangerous time of the year!

Lyrics (c) 2020 Joan D. Levin

With apologies to Edward Pola and George Wyle whose 1963 classic I have borrowed here!

Note, I'm also posting this at:

https://joansoccasionalpoems.blogspot.com/2020/11/holidays-in-time-of-covid19.html

and 

https://joanscovid19blog.blogspot.com/2020/11/holidays-in-time-of-covid19.html

TUESDAY MORNING PATRIOTS (VOTE!!)

Tuesday Morning Patriots 

Our loyal troops in uniform are on the line for you,

They do their job at any cost, I’m grateful that they do.

But all of us can join the fight wherever we may be,

‘Cause Tuesday Morning Patriots will keep our country free.

Chorus:

Yes, Tuesday Morning Patriots are marching to the polls,

To exercise their voting rights with fire in their souls,

With ballots, not with bullets, they’ll send their message clear,

Our country needs good leadership, the time is now, it’s here!

Our right to vote has been secured by fire, blood and sweat,

Millions struggled, fought and died, and we must not forget!

Don’t let your country slip away!  Let your voice be heard!

Just SHOUT into that ballot box, they’ll hear your every word!

Chorus:

Never say that one small vote can’t turn this land around,

One plus one, a million strong, will make a mighty sound!

You have the choice, do nothing, and nothing’s what you’ll get,

But take a small step to the polls, you’ll make a winning bet!

Chorus:

Make no complaint November fourth* when we get the news, 

Of who will be sworn in to lead and who gets walking shoes;

Don’t wait!   November third* join voters proud to serve,

And let the slackers who stay home get just what they deserve! 

* Revised For the 2020 National Election.  Change dates for other Election Days.

Any 4/4 tune -- such as Battle Hymn of the Republic --  could work! 

© 2004 Joan D. Levin.  May be used freely for any non-commercial purpose.

(Here's my original tune!  Thanks to Laura Fenster for making this lead sheet!)

Please see much more about this song at: 

https://joansoccasionalpoems.blogspot.com/2020/08/tuesday-morning-patriots-2020.html

CHICAGO BLIZZARD OF 1967

I invite you to enjoy the lyrics I wrote and pictures I posted at the time of the Great Chicago Blizzard of 1967!

https://documentcloud.adobe.com/link/track?uri=urn:aaid:scds:US:ec59d3d5-1e48-4bfa-9f8d-526375a32a03

To increase or decrease the print size go the foot of your screen and click on the +/- sign!

The Sibilant Song

Sibilant Song  2004  
(On the occasion of caps on front teeth!)
  -  Joan Levin

Tune: Stormy Weather

Can’t go on, all my sibilants are gone, I’m a lisper!

Can’t even say Mrs. or Mister –

It’s “hey you” all the time!

Once a Ms, now I’ve turned into a myth, my existence, 

Meets each day with dental resistance –

All I can do is mime!

         I can sometimes boil, but I can never sizzle!

         I can speak of rain but not of soaking drizzle!

         I’ll try to explain, and not to whistle --

         And speak like I did again!

The nineteenth – letter stops right at my teeth – 

Enunciation –

Has become one great big aggravation!

I’m lisping all the time!

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The Voltage Song*

I’ve done a lot of living, 

Some taking and some giving, 

It’s true that I’ve been living large! 

So don’t deplete me, Baby, 

And I ain’t sayin’ maybe, 

Hey Baby, gimme a charge! 

I’ve done a lot of aching, 

Some whining and heart-breaking, 

My batteries are running low! 

I need a few more amps, 

So I can light my lamps, 

Hey Baby, give it a go! 

I’m twisting and I’m turning, 

But still my heart is burning, 

No medicine will help what’s hurting: OW! 

Don’t tell me that I blew it! 

A few more volts will do it! 

Hey Baby, I need that healing now! 

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No Tune Yet!
Lyrics © (no kidding!) Joan Levin, 2019
*Based on the premise now expounded by many scientists that all life is voltage!