Sing to the tune of “Winter Wonderland”
That Zoom call, are you muted?
All your thoughts are uprooted
You just want to be down by the sea,
Where happiness is truly guaranteed.
Your work place, it is closed
Leaving you predisposed
To not understand why you’re stuck inland
You must at this time form an escape plan.
On your iPhone, you can see the meeting
But pretend your camera is down
They’ll say, “Are you driving?” you’ll say, “No, man”
But really you’re escaping out of town.
Later on, you’ll conspire
As you air up your tires
To face unafraid, the plans that you’ve made
Opposite to what you had portrayed.
On your iPhone, you can see the meeting
But point your camera up into the sky
They’ll say, “Are you drinking?” you’ll say, “No, man”
But you have got a ‘rita on the sly.
Undisclosed, your location,
Your sunny new working station,
Your toes in the sand, your life is so grand,
The pool boy brings you snacks at your command.
On your iPhone, they can see your beach hat
Cuz you forgot to keep your camera barred
They’ll say, “Wow, you’re suntanned!” you’ll say, “Yeah, man,
But I got it from working in the yard.”
Sea waves crash, are you listening
The sandy beach, it’s a-glistening
Your beach house is grand, it’s got good broadband
Absconded to a coastal wonderland!