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Shake Hands

Hey, shake hands with your new manager, Bill 
I would, sure, but I don't want to get killed
   Manager shot Bill dead
   Two bullets to his head
Social distancing's such a bitter pill

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Jennifer Proxenos

April 5, 2020 at 2:42 PM

I however welcome social distancing - it is tough but with the help of all the wonderful friends we have on this web page, I feel I know you all - Gershon, all will come right, and this murderous thief in the dark will come to rest, we need our Greek mythological hero to cut off its head like he did to Medusa! Blessings and hugs, Jennifer.

Gershon Wolf

April 5, 2020 at 5:11 PM

Seems like for every case concluded, two more pop up, i.e., a multi-headed monster virus. Mitigate, mitigate,, and mitigate some more. That's my intention. Smiles, Gershon