To the tune of "Come Together" by the Beatles.
From 2020: Social Distance
Here come ol' COVID, he come creepin' up sneaky,
He got snivelly nostril, he breathe harsh and hinky,
He say you know me, I know him,
Sanitize your handshake 'cause it looks rather grim!
Social distance! Right now! 'Way from me ...
We got bad germies and they spread like gossip,
Like them crazy fires that you find Down Under:
We got schools cancelling all their class;
This coronavirus is the pain in the ass!
Social distance! Right now! 'Way from me ...
I carry Kleenex, gotta wash them finger,
Warm and soapy water for 'bout ninety second
Turn your head, buster, when you sneeze:
Move your freakin' armchair, I don't want your disease!
Social distance! Right now! 'Way from me ...
Poetry by Uncle Meridian

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Written on 2022-03-12 at 14:13




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