Tp's Gone
I'm a nasty little rascal
If you look you don't see
I'll start with one
Soon there is three
Panic is just a word
I now am hearing nightly
I wonder if it works
Or if it's taken lightly
No matter what you think
The outcome is the same
I'm just like my relatives
But with a new name
I'll spend some time here
I'll spend some time there
I'll get your attention
And I won't play fair
The shelves are all empty
Supplies getting thin
The longer we play
There's a chance you might win
The suspense is now over
I gave you all a sign
You've probably figured out
I'm COVID one nine
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