Six Feet

Watch yourself! Coming through!
Six-foot bubble, displacing you.
My private air! You can’t come in.
Your air comes towards me? Mine will win.

Wear a mask! Wear none at all!
My bodyguard stands six feet tall!
He sees if you’ve been good or bad
And how many close contacts you’ve had.

Transparent knight with skin of steel.
All viruses are forced to kneel.
My safety is your main concern.
And if it ain’t, you’d better learn.

You washed your fruit? Don’t make me laugh!
I soak my meals in a bubble bath.
I don’t fret if I touch my eye
‘Cause I’ve scrubbed both my hands with lye.

My six-foot bubble is a slice
Of antiseptic paradise.
So clear the lane! My bubble’s here
To make your bubbles quake with fear!

Six feet left. Six feet right.
My bubble’s watching, day and night.
But when my pillow hits my head
I still hope I don’t wake up dead.

….Shale Silverstone

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