Coronavirus…

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…❤️