THE GIANT PEN COUPLET
IN TIME LIKE THIS
The air is filled with Corona virus
By heavens, it shall not get to find us.
The agents of the clock lazily tick
Moves drive us musing, fanning fire, sick.
More than fifty must not meet coz of it
Lord help us so we do not die by it
We stir to acquire an antidote
To cut down this crude mortality rate
The siege of a moment is wholly here
Of a surety the supposed end is near
Oh mighty Ebola warn corona
Nigeria will treat you as duster
You will continue to sob bitterly!
When you need to take an action promptly.
An iota of faith is strong enough
To fight in the time when things seem too tough
The tremble for the wealthy men of earth,
The virus that has no respect for wealth
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