I was walking my way
And I swear I wasn't astray
When I thought someone followed me
When I turned, it said I'm death
But I swear it looked like Macbeth
I continued walking my way
And I swear I wasn't astray
When I again thought someone followed me
When I turned it said I'm fate
But I swear it looked like Bill Gates
I wanted to catch him, but he ran away
Then I started walking my way
And I swear I wasn't astray
When I again thought someone followed me
When I turned they said we're your dirty socks
But I swear they looked like Megan fox
I still walked my way, I still wasn't astray
When I turned I saw someone nearly eighteen
And held a teddy like Mr. Bean
I still walked my way, nearly astray
When I met someone immune desirous
It said I'm corona virus
That's when I went astray
My voice like a donkey's bray
And at last I reached Bombay!
This is the reason I hate Mondays!!!