Dead By Morning
Dead by Morning
By morning, that's all the time I got, shot
dead in the head by a master on the microphone
jamming out the jams for all my homes.
Like tik, tok, tickity tok, rock
the clock before I drop
dead from run'n from the cop.
What's my crime to tell the time, from time to time, rhyme
a joke at the state line, runin
back to X makes me a felon for yell'n.
Dude gotta cough... it must be the virus, dis the masses,
running in panic, through the isle nocking down goods
and breaking glasses.
People dy'n, children cryin', cause I was ly'n, rhymn'
a joke, hoax
can't take a joke
Now I just wanna get home, but the police are chasing me,
They think a plague is festering me.
infecting everyone passing me,
And they won't stop chasing me.
Home!
Home at last,
it's 6 AM and time to crash.
Halt!
Halt right there,
it's 6 po pos, put your hands in the air.
Bang! I'm gone.
Don't fear the virus.
by Martin Braun
3/13/20
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3/25/2020
A New Jersey man arrested and charged with terrorism for coughing in a grocery store, and more.
https://www.fox5ny.com/news/man-faces-terror-charges-after-coughing-on-grocery-store-worker
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3/15/2020
A CORONAVIRUS patient in Kentucky has been placed under 24/7 armed guard after refusing to self-isolate.
https://www.the-sun.com/news/539494/coronavirus-kentucky-patient-self-isolate-armed-guard/
Copyright © Martin Braun | Year Posted 2020
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