HEY CORONA WHO IS YOUR FATHER


HEY, CORONA WHO IS YOUR FATHER
You are just an insignificant bug without bones
Without flesh to make someone’s meal
Or blood for a delightful drink to quench thirsty
Not even nice curves for a nice lustful look
But you are a nefarious noxious nuisance
Making proud presidents cry in shame
And dozing doctors look incompetent
Even clueless scientists drop test tubes
Now you are really disgusting
Taking us back to Stone Age by closing schools
Embittering pupils into tears about their future
Then denying teachers a salary what a shame
Now you are so insensitive
Closing all markets where we meet nice girls
And locking down bars where we drown our sorrows
Even restaurants where we earn a living selling food
Then I wonder where you get that power you fool
Is it in size? No, you are so tiny
Is it in surprise? Maybe coming so quietly
Maybe it is in numbers, you are so numerous
Then I am disgusted by your exploits
Making people breath through tubes
To resemble disgusting mollusks
And denying them burial when they die
Where did you come from?
Who is your father?
May he die a thousand deaths?

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