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10.2.20 – Infected

October 2, 2020 / Christopher Unterberger / Leave a comment

Be open or closed?
Confirm Barrett or delay?
Play football or not?

Debate all you want,
But presidential COVID
Casts shadows worldwide.

8.18.20 – UNC-Chapel Hell

August 18, 2020 / Christopher Unterberger / Leave a comment

One hundred thirty-five cases coulda been spared
At UNC-Chapel, but they didn’t care.
All they wanted was checks from the ‘rents
To pay for tuition of a semester spent
In a bubble of bugs. Sick and virus
Awaited the students’ return to campus.
But, today they were sent back to home to view
Their courses and learning at Hill Online School.

8.14.20 – Congress is Congone

August 14, 2020 / Christopher Unterberger / Leave a comment

Without an agreement in hand
The reps leave with their demands
Back to their hometowns and states
Stuck in relief stalemate.

For now we peddle and drown
In a sea of virus and sounds
Of coughing without masks despite
The weeks between now and respite.

4.17.20 – Foreign Earth

April 17, 2020 / Christopher Unterberger / Leave a comment

America and Russia
Walk hand-in-hand
From a mission to space
.
Back on land
They greet a foreign world—
Alien to them—
Covered in COVID,
In Kazakhstan.
When they last were here,
Two hundred days ago,
Trump wasn’t impeached
Although the whistle blows.
The Steelers pick up their first win
And vaping was a crisis.
That’s the last thing they were here for
Before coronavirus.

4.16.20 – Eyes

April 16, 2020 / Christopher Unterberger / Leave a comment

We’re just a pair of eyes
Floating through the city streets
Of New York
And elsewhere
That will enforce masks
To cover our smiles
That are no longer there.

4.15.20 – Trump Hears a WHO

April 15, 2020 / Christopher Unterberger / Leave a comment

Trump heard the WHO
Let >100,000 people die
Due to COVID-19.

This is How the Grinch Trump Stole Christmas WHO funding:
He said to.
It’s not funny.
Oh, the places you’ll go
When you want to win election.
One vote,
Two vote,
Who, though,
Will absentee vote
This November?

4.13.20 – Death of a Postman

April 13, 2020 / Christopher Unterberger / Leave a comment

The flute flutters a tune as
The poor ol’ Postman
Marches up the driveway
Lugging the loot
For both Willie and Donnie
Only to shoot
Him down.
Donnie deals in illusions
And rejected the package
That would be sure to
Relieve the Postman
Of his aching cough.
But, alas, in front of
Charley and Bernard’s sweat
Donnie yells to the Postman:
“Drop dead!”

4.10.20 – It’s a Good Good Friday

April 10, 2020 / Christopher Unterberger / Leave a comment

It’s a Good Friday
For Dow and oil.
But not so much
For those looking for spoils.
A splurge on the weekend
At the local pub
Has been abandoned

With a quarantine shrug.
But the Saudis and Russians
Will dance through the night
Even if Mexico
Continues the fight
.
89 cent gas
Won’t last much longer.
For now let’s pour a gallon out
And chase it with lager.

4.5.20 – News Haiku

April 5, 2020April 6, 2020 / Christopher Unterberger / Leave a comment

All news is COVID-
19 related today.
Same for the next months.

4.2.20 – Patriot Planes

April 2, 2020April 3, 2020 / Christopher Unterberger / Leave a comment

Fences fall,
Bridges span
When alien enemies
Invade our land.
N95 masks
Are shields to many
And Robert Kraft
Supplied them in plenty.

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