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Jul 2020
By: Cedric McClester

What can we attribute
To his magical thinkin’?
We know that
He hates alcohol
So I don’t think he’s drinkin’
What makes him think
The virus will disappear,
Like magic just vanish in the thin air?

Could it be
That he’s
A freestyle juvenile
Or some one who’s
Simply put delusional
I haven’t come to any
Conclusion now
Other than magical thinkin’ anyhow

Would that we could
Just wish it away
But I fear that Covid’s
Here to stay
There are safety rules
We can obey
Like wearing masks
And stay a safe distance away

But he refuses to
Put on a mask
It’s pointless for us
To even ask
He’s just not up
To the task
In ignorance
He'd much rather bask













Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2020.  All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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