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Sunday-Go-To-Meetin’ Mask
Our faces adorned in baptismal white
We carefully approach the Altar of God
Touching each pew because the mask-y blight
Befogs one’s spectacles - awkward and odd
Because his eyeglasses are but a smear
Each obstacle thus is undetectable
The worshipper indeed approaches in fear
Each confusing visual dialectical
And then…
He falls in clumsiness undelectable
And makes himself an unholy spectacle!
