Composed by a friend
A
nasty old thing is this virus
It
does all it can to invade us
It
zooms through the air
With
a great deal of flair
And
we can’t seem to make it obey us
This
critter can cause us much worry
As
the scientists work in a flurry
It
can be on the nose
Keep
us on our toes
To
cause us to shop in a hurry
When
life’s so important to clean
When
life brings us trials unforeseen
We
must face every day
With
a smile on display
In
no time we’ll feel quite serene
The
invader is doing its best
To
engender a sense of unrest
But
try as we may
We
will keep it at bay
‘Till
at least we are rid of this pest
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