[ June H Warjri ]

The virus, this virus
In its various traits
Hard to relate
Hard to template
Touching the young and the old in its spate
Gaining its spreading
Without an abate
We, the old foggies are filled with dismay
Young ones near us to sit, they abhor
As we’re the fast ones
Without any grace
It loves to embrace
Covid! Oh, Covid!
It does sound so morbid
Stay home
Stay clear
That’s all to adhere