Coronavirus. A poem by Harry Groarke

Why, must there be a coronavirus
I want to go out and play, I am desirous
Some people think that this is the start
And in this time of year, we must stay 2 meters apart
Because of this, we are in, lockdown
This virus are making people frown
Hopefully the virus won’t last very long
In this time of year, we must stay strong

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