I'm The Jonah Who's Spread Corona
A poem about the Corona Virus?
Now that really should inspire us,
A poem about Covid Nineteen?
I guess we'd better keep it clean!
Let's nip one rumour in the bud:
You need not be of royal blood
To end up with a rasping throat
From coughing, and your nose afloat,
You needn't be famous, like Tom Hanks
(I believe Tom's doing nicely, thanks),
And while we're on important issues,
When did you last try buying tissues?
I went to Woolworths yesterday,
No packs of Kleenex on display,
What was even worse, I found
Not many toilet rolls around,
(Managed to buy some packs online -
About a week and they'll be mine),
So what else might be urgent?
Should I stock up on detergent?
Will there be panic in the street,
As shops run out of things to eat?
I'll say this much for the CV scare,
It's shunted terrorism off the air,
Though I reckon we should be aware
It may be all about germ warfare,
Or maybe population control -
That seem more likely on the whole,
Cut down the ageing population,
That's one way to beat inflation!
Team Soup has shown great generosity,
Encouraging our virtuosity:
A year's subscription for the prize -
Wow! I can't believe my eyes!
But how about a prize for worst?
That way I'm sure to come in first!
Uh oh and ooh ah,
Another faux pas,
Into the bin,
No chance of a win,
And nothing humorous,
Chee, I should have thought of this -
The clowns are still at the abyss!
Copyright © Beth Evans | Year Posted 2020
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