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Corona

From China, Covid-19 its name, Travelled west, and here it came. Affecting many, making them ill. It’s one purpose, seeming to kill. Coughing, spreading, without knowing. Events cancelled, no movies showing. Calls for calm, as it takes its toll, Morons stockpiling toilet roll. Panic buying, hand gels and soap. People dying, a loss of hope. This virus, it cares not. Though it hates the weather hot. Take extra care, if you’re unwell, And it will, be just swell. Wash your hands, to stop the spread, Else you may, well end up dead!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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Date: 3/13/2020 7:20:00 AM
The day a bug stopped the world.
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