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- A Song for Our Times
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To the tune of 'Ma, He's Making Eyes at Me'
* * *
Masked, it's just her eyes I see;
Not sure if she smiled at me.
Masks are almost breaking my heart;
Can't be certain
If she is or is not flirtin'.
Mustn't touch; have got to stay
At least six feet away.
Ev'ry day there's more frustration;
Now she's put in isolation.
Masks are killing me.
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