The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Corona Beer

Corona Beer
 At the local supermarket, I bought a bottle of Corona beer
the market has shelves full no one buys it because of the name.
So far no one is wearing useless masks, but I try
not to touch my face and wash my hands as much of the people
who die from the virus are people over sixty- five?
When children get infected, it is mild like a cold, but they are
are spreading the illness to older adults.
Well, I don’t know any children if I see a child, I can cross
the street, but by doing so I can be run over by a car, every year
thousands of people are we going to ban cars?
Life goes on, we take our chances, and some of us survive.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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