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Mar 2020
Ooh Iā€™m feeling sick, a little sick
Fevers up a tick
Are you gonna get me, you vile Corona?

Ooh you make my fever spike, fever spike
I cough and sneeze, I'm up all night
Nothing 's gonna make this right, Corona,

Is it ever gonna stop, full of snot, I kid you not
Fevers going up I got a touch of that vile Corona
That Vile, Vile, Vile Corona

Because I never wash my hands,, here I am
Staring death in the face was not my plan
Now Iā€™m in a quarantine, quarantine
Delirious in this bad dream
You Vile Vile Vile Corona
Parody meant to be sung to the tune of "My Sharona"


I am, so far as I know, not actually  infected
John F McCullagh
Written by
John F McCullagh  63/M/NY
(63/M/NY)   
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