12 Covid Days of Christmas
On the first day of Christmas
my true love shared with me
a hope of being covid free.
On the second day of Christmas,
my true love shared with me
Two sanitisers,
With hope of being covid free.
On the third day of Christmas,
my true love shared with me
Three bubbles meeting,
Two sanitisers,
With hope of being covid free.
On the fourth day of Christmas,
my true love shared with me
Four tiers tearful,
Three bubbles meeting,
Two sanitisers,
With hope of being covid free.
On the fifth day of Christmas,
my true love shared with me
Five golden masks,
Four tiers tearful,
Three bubbles meeting,
Two sanitisers,
With hope of being covid free.
On the sixth day of Christmas,
my true love shared with me
Six folk isolated,
Five golden masks,
Four tiers tearful,
Three bubbles meeting,
Two sanitisers,
With hope of being covid free.
On the seventh day of Christmas,
my true love shared with me
Seven barmaids furloughed,
Six folk isolated,
Five golden masks,
Four tiers tearful,
Three bubbles meeting,
Two sanitisers,
With hope of being covid free.
On the eighth day of Christmas,
my true love shared with me
Eight students zooming,
Seven barmaids furloughed,
Six folk isolated,
Five golden masks,
Four tiers tearful,
Three bubbles meeting,
Two sanitisers,
With hope of being covid free.
On the ninth day of Christmas,
my true love shared with me
Nine girls distancing,
Eight students zooming,
Seven barmaids furloughed,
Six folk isolated,
Five golden masks,
Four tiers tearful,
Three bubbles meeting,
Two sanitisers,
With hope of being covid free.
On the tenth day of Christmas,
my true love shared with me
Ten lords in quarantine,
Nine girls distancing,
Eight students zooming,
Seven barmaids furloughed,
Six folk isolated,
Five golden masks,
Four tiers tearful,
Three bubbles meeting,
Two sanitisers,
With hope of being covid free.
On the eleventh day of Christmas,
my true love shared with me
Eleven carers stressing,
Ten lords in quarantine,
Nine girls distancing,
Eight students zooming,
Seven barmaids furloughed,
Six folk isolated,
Five golden masks,
Four tiers tearful,
Three bubbles meeting,
Two sanitisers,
With hope of being covid free.
On the twelfth day of Christmas,
my true love shared with me
Twelve towns in lockdown,
Eleven carers stressing,
Ten lords in quarantine,
Nine girls distancing,
Eight students zooming,
Seven barmaids furloughed,
Six folk isolated,
Five golden masks,
Four tiers tearful,
Three bubbles meeting,
Two sanitisers,
With hope of being covid free.
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