As for this virus - I don't dread it,

I dread the idiots who spread it;

Common preservation far from mind

They're out there and you'll find

They think that they know better...

That their "freedom" has its fetter,

To be shaken from the wrists

As they wave protesting fists.

Well, if its freedom you would save

Then avoid an early grave

For your sake and those you see

Steer clear of the cemetery

Via that half-way hospital bed

Where you might rest your air-fed head

While taking your time as death lies waiting

In that breathless hush called "suffocating"!

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