Coronavirus…
We’re all doomed.
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Although we might not be.
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A virus has come,
to send us all mad.
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People are dying,
and that’s very sad.
Of course I am worried,
for the health of my kids.
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It’s important to have balance,
the world might not end yet.
As long as we’re careful,
and do what we’re told.
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By that I mean by experts,
those in the know.
Not some numpty on Facebook,
or a bloke down the Pub.
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We’ve got to do weird stuff,
to keep us alive.
Like washing our hands,
and not picking our nose.
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Panic buying,
is now underway.
I’ve succumbed myself,
I’m sorry to say.
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Went out this morning,
bought eight bags of crisps.
four cinnamon swirls,
and one hundred pork pies.
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I did buy some loo roll,
the last one they had.
Wrestled it from an old lady,
who picked it up first.
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Home now self isolating,
which for me isn’t hard.
I’ve never had trouble,
spending all day on the couch.
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In the days ahead,
I hope you stay well.
If you do become ill,
then let’s pray it does pass.
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I’m sure that you won’t,
but if you find that you do.
If you need me at all,
I’ll be working from home.
🤢
Hopefully the only thing you’ll share is this poem, not Coronavirus.
Stay well…❤️
Macabre humor for macabre times!