Now there was a time when mans germs gathered as one ,
for in fields and stadiums we sat and clapped ,
under ground trains travelled ,
gathered in bars and by the sand .
Travelled far and wide ,
for all we now do is sanitize ,
and we dare not leave our homes .

And so the streets are bare ,
for only cops live there ,
and men in white clothing ,
with hose pipes at night ,
and mega phones ,
so we don’t leave home .

So let us wash our hands whist reciting happy birthday.
For we sneeze then cough and cough and cough ,
and pray that God won’t take us .
And on it goes our runny nose ,
and self isolation