Coronovirus Heart
I put a bug on you!
it was a lady?
it was a vampire?
it was a boogar?
introducing a new cough?
wasn't pertussis enough?
we'll sit at the store in tight masks
finding how to boil them in a flask
is it an outbreak
or a Spring Break gone mad?
it's Coronovirus that has shut down the loop
every ice cream cone and every scoop
must be sterilized in fire
now, we will not admire
to the moon and back
these little viruses cut you no flack
stay, stay they told the dog
now it's Flapjack
anyone will not be exact!
so the hearts will push them away
i have on this mask
Everyday!
Copyright © Rachel K Martin | Year Posted 2020
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