Mindin' The Store Gino was that smooth croonin' cat from Montreal Aldo had a fantasy- guess they're all still up there just havin' a ball Bechard was that broodin' sexy femme fatale Karma'll slap ya upside the noggin even if yer a Swede like Dolph playin' a Ruski all big n' tall Puttin' whole 'nother meanin' why we can't dance "Hey Nineteen"? er "Rikki don't lose that number" to the CDC! Oh yeah can still identify enemies unseen But brought down more than to yer knees Taken down by a mere microscopic germ er spore- mindin' the store Caleb's set up shop in the back 40 parking lot ever since they closed the always open Denny's Diner down Po' little Paul's got dead presidents hangin' out of pockets n' spinnin' wheels of Christine's Porsche 944 Some used to knock it but now he can't even get a rub n' tug boom went to ghost none even runnin' 'round town not just "sportin' a woodie" but a frown Noone headin' out to the heartland er wavin' shotgun 'round gluin' faces to the floor at corner of Flo'da Mom n' Pop shop no more- mindin' the store Hansel n' Gretel groovin' 'long to Warrant's glam metal but er even keepin' social distancing 6 ft. 'tween slingin' each bread crumb But Jack's still gittin' stalked by the ogre there's just no reasonin' with that big ol' glunk Even Tom Thumb's thinkin' it over gittin' a lil' gun shy to stick it in the plum The three bears rolled in wearin' N95 masks n' asked who's this lil' blonde haired bitch up in here? n' has she been tested? er did she just OD? turnin' all pasty hue of blue not that neon green was it like the wicked witch of the west? n' the big bad wolf's really wheezin' up a storm puffin' tryin' to get things off his chest er lent to reinventin' himself in some new other lore- mindin' the store. 3-20-2020 Duncan R.M. Ferguson