Quarantine King (Poem)

I’ve been writing, I’ve been thinking; I’ve been eating, I’ve been drinking.
I’ve been cooking, I’ve been cleaning; and that’s how I’m quarantining. 

Brand new whiteboard that I’m really into,
Writing things down, then striking them through. 

Trying to wake up, a little bit earlier each day.
FaceTiming friends, all these babies on the way. 

Loving this time, all this time for me; 
Feel like I might be the quarantine king. 

King of the quarantine, call me quaran-king. 
Self-isolation, and I’m living out my dream. 

Directing my own quarantine, call me Quentin Quaran-tino, 
Running my home, like the great bambino.
 
Quarantine supreme, for a quarantine king;
Love spending time in this quarantine thing. 

Wonder if it’s true love, or just a quarantine fling? 
I hope everyone enjoys their own quarantine scene.

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