when I cough or I sneeze touching things I spread disease.
Invisible to the naked eye you wisp around and then you pry.
Your inside quick before we know.
You stow away with no invite.
You gives us symptoms and a fright.
But some of us you dont make ill and I bet you get a thrill.
You turn our world upside down with distance,lockdowns vaccines too.
We hope to get away from you.
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HeatherBee (Pseudonym) (
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One day soon we will be free of the disease and be able to hug family and friends.
Andy
'We hope to get away from you.'
Amen!
mercifully soon: we beg...
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