To the tune of: I Wish I Were an Oscar Meyer Wiener
I wish we didn’t have Corona Virus
It is changing lots of things for me;
I am improvising with the food chain
Since my fridge is almost em-em-ty.
chorus -fridge's verse:
Help! I am almost empty!
Help! I need food and drink,
Boss lady's getting grouchy
But not thinner...(wink!)
Freezer has a plethora of weird stuff
Jars of chicken broth I made from scratch,
Box of choc’lates I had deftly hidden,
Fish that someone gave me from their catch.
Can’t go anywhere with lots of people
Promised fam that I would stay right here;
When I placed an order for some groceries
I think they said t’would be some time next year.
Maybe I should think of raising chickens
That way I at least would have some eggs
Instead of chicken broth and choc’late candy
And a stupid fish on its “last legs.”
Chorus - fridge again:
Hey, looks like help is coming
I'm fillin' up again.
Yay!, boss lady is smilin'
No more grouchy (grin).
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Author Notes
I pronounce the word, again, "agin"
and that's how the song goes.
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