Poems from accorona

There once was a neophyte athlete who went forth She noticed the state Of the bathroom she changed in How horrid! She felt her life was...
To what end do you aspire to go to friend? Garden of Eden; life of shame The flower blooms only to die- again Is it not always the same...
  Bright fluorescent lights of painTell me what you have to gainTell me you that shine so brightWhy you’d place me in this plight Standing...