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The Covid Whore

I had a close encounter with the covid whore. She came a knocking at my back door. I yelled, "go away witch. I want nothing to do with you, covid b--ch!" She claimed to be a friend and relentlessly locked again and again..I put on my glasses before checking the latches which were all secure. Yet she banged even harder at my door. She beckoned me to let her in now claiming to be my next of kin. "It's bitter cold out here in this weather. Let me in and our hearts will warm together". I quickly performed my catechism and prayed that she have an aneurysm. This kept her at bay but she always wants more, and that's why they call her the covid whore.

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Date: 11/29/2020 10:05:00 PM
Ah, if only it were this easy! Snicker. Snicker.
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