Sunday the second,
eighth twenty twenty.
Last time I looked,
were from a land of plenty.
Dont be discouraged,
dont be dismayed.
Just grap up your stick,
and wave it away.
The metaphorical,
the quantifiable.
Its a complete world,
we’re moulding it bold.
A modern world,
a Mod urn world.
a Mod earn world,
a Mow’d darn world.