Viral Limerick III

I once tried an act of repositioning
to escape a fellow, uninteresting.
Back then, I did offend,
Too late, I have a mend,
Nowadays it’s just called “social distancing.”

Viral Limerick II

There once lived a procurator named Pilate.
If not for but one thing you’d say, “What?”
But his legend, it stands,
because he washed his hands,
So take a hint and be more like Pontius Pilate!

Viral Limerick [Day 1 NaPoMo: Limerick]

There once was a globetrotting virus.
I can’t say it was meant to inspire us.
But this poem, I wrote.
It ends on a high note,
Bit-coin works for St. Peter or Osiris.