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Oh Corona, Corona

Oh corona, corona
You deadly virus from China
Sweeping the world like little Hitler
Turning good, regular law abiders
Into panicky hand sanitizer stealers
Hoarders of toilet paper and pasta

You’re the top news headliner
Everyone’s like ‘corona, corona!’
You’ve invaded the White House in America
And infected the UK health minister
You’ve locked down Italy and China
And grounded flights from all over

But we’re fighting you with soap and hot water
No handshakes or hugging a neighbour
We’re sneezing in tissues to catch ya
Crowd control and hygiene are our armour
You won’t win, you microscopic monster
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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