Insurance
Nothing can be insured totally
Neither life, accident, disaster,
sickness nor epidermic
Surely
You pay and lose to receive
It is only a sort of compensation
A sort of condolence gift
Sadly to say
No one can insure Omicron
As no one can insure fate
Anyway
Recite a prayer
Do distancing, wearing mask,
washing hands and vaccination
For a narrow escape
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