How Do I Use Thee, Mask?

How do I use thee? Let me count the ways.

I use thee to the depth and breadth and height

My face can reach, when breathing out of sight 

When I cannot maintain a six-foot space. 

I use thee to the level of every day's

Most germy need, by sun and moonlit night.

I use thee freely, as men strive to fight; 

I use thee purely, as eyeglasses haze. 

I use thee with the passion put to use 

In my relief, and with my doctor's faith. 

I use thee with a zeal I seemed to lose 

With my last fears. I use thee with the breath, 

Coughs, sneezes, of all my life; and, if law choose, 

I shall use thee even after death.

Parody of Elizabeth Barrett Browning's Sonnet "How do I love thee?"