Quarantine

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This Corny Virus ain’t no joke
You mess with it you just may croak
The odds are large that you may win
But if you don’t say bye to kin

This bad disease it knows no bounds
With no regard it makes its rounds
Your politics religion wealth
It touches all with cunning stealth

Obey set rules throughout these lands
Six feet apart and wash your hands
But most of all this one more task
Please always wear your corny mask

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