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Corona Corona Coronavirus Why is it that you despise us? So much so that you do cause All of us to stay indoors Romance is hard enough a task To do without wearing face masks You’ve taken from us that sheer bliss Of leaning in and stealing a kiss. You were pretty dire as a beer Weak as water, insincere One sip left you wishing, “please no more!” And what the hell was that lemon for? This “work from home thing” is not all that Have you seen the size of Hong Kong flats! Sure they may be expensive as hell, But they’re not much bigger than prison cells. Now supermarkets are anarchy and fear As people fight the shelves to clear No toilet paper or liquid soap Sanitizer (and condoms?), don’t even hope. You’ve destroyed so many jobs of ours The economy will bear your scars For this year and many far beyond Your after effects felt very long So time out now, we’ve had enough It’s time for us to call your bluff We are sick of fearing when we cough Please pack your bags and just f—- off!
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Feb 9, 2020
Feb 9, 2020 at 2:46 AM UTC
Ode to the coronavirus
Corona Corona Coronavirus Why is it that you despise us? So much so that you do cause All of us to stay indoors Romance is hard enough a task To do without wearing face masks You’ve taken from us that sheer bliss Of leaning in and stealing a kiss. You were pretty dire as a beer Weak as water, insincere One sip left you wishing, “please no more!” And what the hell was that lemon for? This “work from home thing” is not all that Have you seen the size of Hong Kong flats! Sure they may be expensive as hell, But they’re not much bigger than prison cells. Now supermarkets are anarchy and fear As people fight the shelves to clear No toilet paper or liquid soap Sanitizer (and condoms?), don’t even hope. You’ve destroyed so many jobs of ours The economy will bear your scars For this year and many far beyond Your after effects felt very long So time out now, we’ve had enough It’s time for us to call your bluff We are sick of fearing when we cough Please pack your bags and just f—- off!
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Feb 9, 2020
Feb 9, 2020 at 2:46 AM UTC
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