Written for a Friend- at least he used to be.

The Masked Blondie

Hello Blondie in the mask, I think that I must know you?
Mister you’re just out of luck. I don’t think you do,

Blondie,I think your memory’s slipping, I’m sure we had a fling,
You’re just too familiar, gotta be this virus thing,

A perfect fill of tight blue jeans,
About the best I’ve ever seen,

Built like Venus top to bottom,
Man this girl has really got’em,

Said she might also be a carrier, she had been exposed,
Told her sweetheart that’s Ok , I too, are one of those,

I knew that we’d be Quarantined, wooo-eee what a score,
I was in for the greatest fourteen days, I’ve ever had before,

But Karma is one hell of a thing. Man, I hate to tell you,
There is a thing a whole lot worse than having Corona flu,

Behind that mask was the biggest shock I’ll ever get in life,
Of all the dirty rotten luck she was my ex wife!