No more hand shaking, just raise out your hand and wave. No more toilet paper, now I have an extra roll on the shelf. No more sitting next to each other, I will save you a seat three seats away. No more putting hands on face or food, wash your hands and then do it again. No more coughing and sneezing in the air, keep the germs in your sleeves. No more rules, everyone be extra extra clean and use good sense. No more sickness or death, remember the world has gone through hell.
Date Written: 3/29/2020
Quarantine Poems Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julie Leigh Rodeheaver
3 Place Quarantine Poems Contest Judged:5/13/2020 Sponsored by:Julie Leigh Rodeheaver
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2020
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