The Day The Virus Got To Town
The day the virus got to town no one was there to greet it.
All those who’d planned to come and see,
Had cautiously retreated.
The day the virus got to town all musicians cried,
“There are no longer those who listen, all the music’s died.”
The day the virus got to town the elderly stayed home.
They prayed for health, and watched the news,
And used the soap with foam.
The day the virus got to town quarantined choirs
Sang “Please, no hands required!”
Stay home, stay alone, go home, the virus, the virus,
The virus is here, this all is very dire, dear.
The day the virus got to town and the people got afraid
Was the last day you could see a friend and joke around
And say, “The virus is here, the virus, the virus,
See you in 3 weeks...stay home, stay alone, go home.”
The virus got to town today don’t let our spirits fly away,
We stay, we wait, we wait, but we stay.
Until that virus, that pesky, prying, and preying virus decides to finally fly away.