A Muddled Distribution Plan
The world rejoiced upon the day,
When doctors quickly found a way,
The vaccine shot was good to go!
And only took a year or so!
But here’s the thing when it began:
Our country didn’t have a plan.
To dole the shots, it chose to shirk,
And told the states to go to work.
You see, although they won’t confess,
It turned into a murky mess.
If first to cops or first to schools,
These fifty states had fifty rules!
Oh sure, there’s little lady Joy,
Who’s sixty five from Illinois,
She did her time, despite it hard,
To get her vaccination card.
But what of Bob in Delaware?
With wrinkled skin and gray of hair?
Who gets a bit more sick than not,
But couldn’t get a Covid shot!
Though Kendra out in Arizona:
Twenty-three and had Corona.
Vaccines were in great supply.
She got it in a single try!
And then there’s Joe in Tennessee,
Who claims a hoax it had to be,
And if a dose or two remains,
He’d not put any in his veins.
So when the country basks in cheer,
Let’s see of all that’s very clear.
“It was a win!” they’ll proudly tout,
But turned a mess when rolling out.
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